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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.

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Crap Day

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Yesterday was seriously a crappy day for me. Tuesday I was home sick, scratchy throat clogged ears. Yesterday the faucet of my nose got turned on, went to work anyway. Felt exhausted. Came home from work and the basement was flooded cuz the sump-pump decided to stop working. All the empty boxes we’d be using for the next move got wet, full boxes that weren’t unpacked got wet, the TV that is not currently being used got wet. Yeah, lots of wet stuff. Fun way to end the day.

UPDATE: The flood was not caused by the failure of the sump-pump, it was actually a frozen pipe.

At work, everyone was given a $100 Visa Gift Card by one of our most used vendors. Unfortunately no one can activate the gift cards cuz we don’t know what phone number was used to order the cards. “Here’s $100, but you can’t spend it!”

and the kicker of the day… Well, let me just say this. Anyone who sends someone a letter and hides behind an invalid email as well as an incomplete return address/fake name is a coward. Nothing said by such a person can be considered truthful, nor can I trust that such a person is stable mentally. The police WILL be contacted a report WILL be filed and the letter will be kept in a safe place should any further action be taken by said cowardly person. Don’t mess with me or my family or my friends. I’m not a nice person when messed with, in fact, I’m a raving bitch.

Frickin’ frackin’ mumble grumble…

Piss me off!

So “handyman” was supposed to fix the side fence last week. It is now 4:02pm on Saturday 10/14 and it is STILL not fixed. “Why are you bitching about this?” you ask? Well, see we came home last night to find only Christian barking at us. And his barking wasn’t normal. Sam is not there with him. I ask Yo Master D, “Where’s Sam?” and he says, “Good question” and goes off looking for her. She’s not in the bed (but Mabel is lying in his box of socks) she’s no where in the house, and, we discover, she’s not in the back yard either. An inspection of the broken part of the fence that was supposed to be fixed last week,shows that she’s gotten out. Why isn’t Christian with her? I wonder. Did she get hurt so he ran back home? Did she fall into the goose infested pond a few blocks away? Did the geese attack her? Is she helping Timmy down in a well? WTF?
YMD starts calling the police in our new hometown as well as neighboring towns. They all claim not to have picked up a dog with her description. We wait until very late at night for her to maybe come back, she doesn’t. We go to bed.
This morning we start calling shelters and vets and we find her. She’s OK. $70 later we have her back. YMD tells landlord representative chick what happened, “I’m sorry for complaining…” he says.
OK, I think I may need to jump into these landlord rep/handyman interactions. YMD is being WAAAAY too nice. This instance calls for a bitch. That idiot put our dog’s LIFE in jeopardy. His carelessness cost us $70. His inability to show up and DO HIS JOB allowed Samantha to get out. She’s 14 years old…the stress of being locked up at the pound on top of the stress of moving is not good for her. These people OWE US! They should be the ones apologizing. This incompetent boob needs to get his ass here (we were told he’d be here between 1 and 2 pm today…it’s now 4:12pm and he’s still not here and he hasn’t called) and FIX THAT FENCE! That should have been the very first thing done. Forget the fracking ceiling fans, forget about the damned tub. SECURE THAT FUCKING FENCE!!
I am not happy, I’ve never had a landlord who couldn’t get something done on time. Yeah, they’re lucky they’re dealing with YMD and not me.

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