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Identity Theft

The weekend before my birthday my wallet was stolen. I called my bank immediately and cancelled my debit card. I have no credit cards because they are the devil. And everything else in my wallet was some kinda store discount card so it wasn’t that big of a deal. Mostly I was annoyed because that meant I had to get a new debit card from my bank and that always manages to take the longest amount of time humanly possible.

I hoped my wallet had just fallen out of my bag and some lovely person would mail it back to me. I did call the credit bureau they said they’d notify the others and I got a letter in the mail saying they had. I also contacted my bank and put a super secret password in place on my account. Then I continued about my business.

Over the weekend, though, I got a letter in the mail from Sears telling me my credit sucks so I can’t get a credit card. I thought, WTF? I haven’t been in a Sears in YEARS. Why on earth would I want a credit card?  I then realized those bastards who stole my wallet thought I had decent credit. Did they not notice that I have no credit cards?? Hello Dumbasses!  Well, after talking to my brother and being told some horror stories, I went to the police station and filed a police report so I could cover my ass. I then called the FTC as well as Trans Union, the credit bureau listed on the letter from Sears.  Well, it turns out that although Equifax (who I called the Monday after  my wallet was gone) said they’d tell the others, they didn’t actually tell the other bureaus that my stuff was stolen. If you are ever in this position, call TransUnion first, you actually get a person on the phone. Equifax is all automated, never do you get a human.

I ran my credit report and I saw that these jackwagons went to Sprint and AT&T as well.   I called Sprint to make sure they didn’t give these people anything (they did not) and I called AT&T to be sure as well. Since I do have AT&T home service already I was worried they may have given these idiots a phone or something and then I’d be stuck with the bill. A very lovely woman named Elizabeth helped me and gave me the number to their fraud department (If you think someone is trying to get AT&T service with your info call 866-718-2011)  The thieves did not get anything from AT&T with my info, thank goodness.

If you lose your wallet or it gets stolen, or if you think your identity has been stolen here’s what you need to do:

Call your bank first – hopefully they’re awesome like my bank and you get a human on the phone without pushing buttons. I honestly have no idea if anything with my bank account number was in my wallet, so they put a super secret password on my account.

Call the credit bureaus – all three of them. Don’t believe them when they say they will contact the others for you.

TransUnion

Equifax

Experian

Each of them have a way to report fraud online. TransUnion was the only one that  I called and actually  reached a person. I’d certainly start with them. If you’ve got the option to make these places call you to confirm that you’re the one applying for credit, do it. Experian has it on their online form, but you’ve got to check the box to make it appear. I did not see anything like that on Equifax’s form. TransUnion asked me if I wanted the option.

Call the FTC – 1-877-438-4338 Make sure it’s on file with them that your information was stolen. It will help you in your fight to prove your identity was stolen.

File a police report – I know it seems like a hassle to go to the police. Especially in a city like Chicago where they don’t even pull you over for turning right from the left hand lane in front of a police officer (I saw it happen!!).  But, in Illinois if your ID is lost or stolen and you have a police report you don’t pay the fine to get your ID replaced. Also, it’s something you’ll need when calling the FTC – they ask for the police report number.

And finally, keep written notes of dates and times when you did all of this. Also write down who you talked to at each place, the officer’s name who took the report (if it is not on the police report you received), and everything else you deem worthy of writing down.  Put all of this in a very safe place. Check your credit report immediately and then check it each year. Keep an eye on everything you get in the mail. Even if you think it’s junk, open it and look it over. I thought that Sears letter was junk but something made me open it. If you see someone submitted your info to any kind of lender or potential creditor, call them and make sure no one got credit that wasn’t you. I feel that I’m lucky that my credit is completely shot or I’d be fighting with a few places right now.

Check your wallet and purse right now, what’s in it that doesn’t need to be there? Take it out put it in a safe place and make sure you know where that safe place is because you don’t want to lose it. Also, if you carry your money, ID and bus pass in the same place – that’s going to bite you on the ass. Keep each one in a separate spot. Luckily my bus card was in a separate pocket of my bag and not in my wallet. I was still able to get home.

Working for a living

I had heard that what you do on the first day of the new year is a signal of what you’ll be doing all year long. Well, I started off the day very well, sleeping in a bit, starting a lazy morning hanging with my friends. It would have been the most beautiful day if I had just ended it there.

Unfortunately I had to go to work at the retail job. Starting your year working, is a good thing. But by 2pm the day had turned to shit. The girl scheduled to be the cashier for the evening was a no-call/no-show. Well….she called….but at like 5pm. 3 hours AFTER she was meant to start. Since I was the only person other than the manager trained to work the register, I was the cashier for the evening. So my department (apparel – which is like half the store) was the biggest trash heap of the new decade.  And the guys working the floor did very little to keep up with it while I rang on the register for 4 hours non-stop (yeah, I didn’t get a lunch break.)

So I just want to say this, if you have a job, whether it is working retail or at a factory for minimum wage, helping a friend for free, at a company where they pay you a full on salary, or whatever… You have a responsibility not only to the employer, but the other employees to show up and do the job they have chosen to employ you to do. If you feel this job isn’t worthy of you, then quit so they can hire someone who will bother to show up. I don’t care if you just didn’t feel like coming in,  if your car was stolen, if you’re really sick or if you’re still too high to show up. When you know you’re not coming in you call and tell them. You give them PLENTY of time to find someone else. You don’t make them track your ass down through other employees, because you’ve changed your number. In this age of cell phones, even if your phone was stolen or dead, you can find a phone to call on.  If your car REALLY was stolen, then you knew HOURS before you were scheduled that you  wouldn’t make it in. Hell, the house you were staying in had people with phones and possibly even a land line to call your employer with to say, “dude, my car was stolen, I’m in the city I wont be in.” If you’re old enough to own a car, you’re old enough to act like a responsible adult, especially where your job is concerned.

You may live with Mommy & Daddy, but you are old enough to be employed, own a car and drink… be old enough to take responsibility for your actions so that you don’t screw other people over.

Yeah…. happy new year…. I’m starting it off pissed…. thanks a lot you self absorbed child…

Not Funny

This is supposed to be funny?

This was today’s Brevity comic. Usually I find this comic to be amusing but today I thought it was just offensive. Am I supposed to expect that because he is fat he wants the whipped cream? Is this meant to be funny because we could think, “oh he’s fat he shouldn’t have it but he wants it?”

Honestly, a fat guy being asked if he wants whipped cream…is that the joke there? So a skinny guy being asked the same question wouldn’t be funny?

This just really annoys me. Fat people are stereotyped as being gluttonous, lazy, and eating nothing but junk food. If I were asked the question I’d say no, I don’t want whipped cream. Not because it’s unhealthy but because whipped cream makes me sick, and because I don’t particularly like the taste.

Let’s not make jokes about fat people and their eating habits. You, Mr Skinnypants don’t know jack shit about anyone’s eating habits but your own. What people eat is none of your business, so just STFU.

The comic pictured is property of guy & rodd dist by UFS, Inc. In no way am I implying I own this image by posting it here.

Jerks

As some of you may know, I have no qualms about removing people from my life. I have chosen to surround myself with supportive, loving people who care about me and treat me the way all people deserve to be treated. When I hear about people I care about being treated poorly by others, it makes me mad. I know that others feel they are obligated to keep up long term relationships for whatever personal reasons they may have, but honestly, do you want someone who is toxic in your life?

Whether it is an x-lover, friend, relative, co-worker or boss. If this person makes you feel like crap, treats you badly and is all passive-aggressive with you. Why the hell are you keeping them around? If you saw this person treat your BFF or your child the way they are treating you, wouldn’t you kick that person in the ass and say, “take a hike!”

Call me cold, call me uncaring, but when my friend told me how she was treated by someone she considered close to her, I told her to chuck that jerkface to the curb. That person OBVIOUSLY doesn’t care about her so why have them in your life? And she will be reminded of this with every single future interaction she has with that person. The behavior will never change and there is no sane reason in this world to put up with it.

Keep the haters and self absorbed jerks away. Surround yourself with love and positive energy, it will change your view of the world.

Q & Stuff

The Latest

So I abandoned Yo Master D on Sunday, left him to build the IKEA goodness we picked up on Saturday. I met T & B at a coffee shop in the city to actually try to get some writing done. It was a lovely afternoon of writing, eating and people watching. I accomplished much more than I had expected to with my story about a boy who goes to China and meets an alpaca who can talk.

The Q is a beautiful thing. I can nearly blog the normal way with it. I can get online, log into blogger type an entry…but when it comes time to publish it, the publish button wont work. ARUGH! But I can email people anytime and I can do the online chat programs and…kill the battery by 4pm. Yeah, I gotta stop playing so much.

So P-Dog was his usual self while I was out on Sunday. YMD caught him in “my office” peeing in front of Mabel. He finally caught him IN THE ACT! So P-Dog is on the S-List now. It must be some kinda power struggle thing between P-Dog and the Schmabel cuz I can’t think of any other reason why he’d do that in front of her if not to try and show her he owns my stuff and he’s the boss of her. He’s going to own whatever he ruins right over his head too if he doesn’t stop it. Frickin dogs… Cats would NEVER do this…. they’d just puke all over my stuff.

B&T have invited me and YMD to join them for their Thanksgiving dinner at a friend’s house. It’ll be fun, I’m excited. I’m hoping I can make the foods that I like making but YMD wont eat. Cuz ya know, everything I like to make, he wont eat. He wont eat pumpkin pie or apple pie or my enchiladas or my fudge that EVERYBODY likes. So, I’m hoping I can make one of the other things I enjoy.

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