Damn Fake Bank Robbers!

I am not a big shopper, as a matter of fact, I try to limit my shopping experiences because most stores get on my nerves. Yesterday, however, I really needed to get some more clothes for work and so I went on a nice little spree. It took me about 10 minutes to find what I wanted and I was happily on my way out. I used my check card, the gift from god himself, and stared down at the little screen waiting for it to process. It errored… so I did it again. It errored again. The check out lady was getting a little impatient, so I just wrote a check. It didn’t really bother me. I figured that her machine was broken.

So I went to another store. I used my card again. It errored and said I had no money. Wait a second… no money? NO MONEY?!!! NO FREAKIN MONEY!!!!????!!!!! I was more than upset. I was in a state of panic. Had someone hacked into my account and stolen all of my money?! I sped to the bank and tried to use the ATM machine. It spit my card back at me and screamed that my card wasn’t letting it help me! I wanted to die. I was so sure that someone had stolen all my money. My checks would bounce, my credit would be ruined and I’d virtually die. So I sped home and called customoer service. I was shaking and on the verge of tears.

“Oh, our computers have a glich. It’s being worked on right now.”

Take a deep breath, don’t scream at the poor girl…

So, my money wasn’t stolen after all. And now I’m happy again. =)