I hate 2AM phone calls. Nothing good ever comes from them.
My cell rings at 2:15am this morning, waking me up. It's Western Union, wanting to make sure it was ME that was transferring money to someone else. I asked him, waking up fast now, what he was talking about. He asked me if I was the lovemachine, owner of card#1234, and I said yes. But, I didn't do that.
Someone has my damned card number. And tried sending $600 thru Western Union. I reported my card stolen, which is going to be a PITA. Luckily, Western Union stopped the transfer. But this crap still pisses me off.
Who does that this close to Christmas?
How did Western Union get my cell number?
How did that asshat get my card number?
How can I get my hands around that asshat's throat?
My cell rings at 2:15am this morning, waking me up. It's Western Union, wanting to make sure it was ME that was transferring money to someone else. I asked him, waking up fast now, what he was talking about. He asked me if I was the lovemachine, owner of card#1234, and I said yes. But, I didn't do that.
Someone has my damned card number. And tried sending $600 thru Western Union. I reported my card stolen, which is going to be a PITA. Luckily, Western Union stopped the transfer. But this crap still pisses me off.
Who does that this close to Christmas?
How did Western Union get my cell number?
How did that asshat get my card number?
How can I get my hands around that asshat's throat?