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The Blond Moments, They Just Keep A-Comin'
Tuesday, August 07, 2007 | comments (2)
Last week, I left my ATM card in the machine while making a deposit. The envelope went in. The receipt was printed. I took it and walked away. The next morning, I happened to check my account online and was surprised to find four withdrawals pending for a total of $650. Delayed understanding and frantic confusion ensued. A few hairs were pulled. Some teeth were gnashed. A quick check of my wallet and I was able to put 2 and 2 together pretty quickly. The times on the withdrawals were directly following the deposit I had made, which means somebody had walked up to the ATM right after I walked away and stole $650 from my account, in four deliberate transactions. I'm getting over it now, which is part of the reason I'm able to write about it. But last week I was a wreck. As in, completely deflated. As in heap of jello quivering on the floor. That kind of wreck. It wasn't pretty. Funny how you can go along, just skirting the line between wellness and complete nervous breakdown. Holding it together, just barely. Tossing around in your mind work projects, recent moves, pending moves, things to do. A jumble of lists. And you think you're just beginning to get some grasp on them. And then something like this happens and just sets you over the edge. Part of the problem is I tend to blame myself for these kinds of situations. And you know it's not a huge leap to make. I mean, I was the sharp cookie who left the freakin' card in the machine ready to happily feed green bills to anybody who asked. But still. Now that I've gained some perspective on the matter, I'm realizing that in order for that to have actually happened there needed to be just the right sort of unethical asshole on the scene ready to take advantage of the situation. To that unethical asshole, I've got this to say, "They have cameras in all those ATMs, Einstein. Somewhere there's a police report with your photo on it."
And to Bank of America, I have this to say: "Thanks for being really, really nice about this whole thing. For real." (For once, I'm not being sarcastic.)
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And to Bank of America, I have this to say: "Thanks for being really, really nice about this whole thing. For real." (For once, I'm not being sarcastic.)
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