Stupid Thieves With No Taste
There’s nothing like taking time out of a busy Monday to deal with some loser in Florida using a counterfeit credit card with my account number on it. Florida in winter I can accept – at least my card can go even if I can’t. Wal*mart on the other hand… <shake head in disgust> the loser ran my card at a Wal*mart </shake head in disgust>. That alone should have been enough of a fraud indicator for my bank’s Megatron Fraud Detecting Computer and warrants a vigorous defamation suit in addition to the criminal charges.
Then again, I seem to have a certain knack for attracting stupid thieves: see the archives at June 2006 and May 2001.