There are days...
Nov. 5th, 2010 06:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
selenayI have just spent an hour worrying that my bank account had been hacked or that I had somehow miscalculated this month's bills or...
My debit card got refused at the grocery store. Argh.
The card reader thingy also needed multiple attempts to recognise my credit card (I hate putting groceries on the credit card).
Methinks that the two issues are related because when I finally got home, my bank account is perfectly fine and has the amount of money in it that I expected. It also let me pay a payment to my credit card company to cover the grocery bill.
The worst part was the looks I got from the rest of the queue. I wanted to tell them that I'm actually a well-paid, well-respected computer programmer and there is definitely money in the account, look, see how it can't read my credit card either?
But I refrained, because I figured that would just make things worse. I wonder how many other people using that till had the same problem before the boy reported it? When he was trying to sort out the credit card, he remarked a couple of times that it had been playing up...
It is horrible and stormy out there. Thankfully I have power. So I am going to cook a big bowl of past and pesto and spend the evening with Grey's Anatomy and the seaming on some sweaters.
My debit card got refused at the grocery store. Argh.
The card reader thingy also needed multiple attempts to recognise my credit card (I hate putting groceries on the credit card).
Methinks that the two issues are related because when I finally got home, my bank account is perfectly fine and has the amount of money in it that I expected. It also let me pay a payment to my credit card company to cover the grocery bill.
The worst part was the looks I got from the rest of the queue. I wanted to tell them that I'm actually a well-paid, well-respected computer programmer and there is definitely money in the account, look, see how it can't read my credit card either?
But I refrained, because I figured that would just make things worse. I wonder how many other people using that till had the same problem before the boy reported it? When he was trying to sort out the credit card, he remarked a couple of times that it had been playing up...
It is horrible and stormy out there. Thankfully I have power. So I am going to cook a big bowl of past and pesto and spend the evening with Grey's Anatomy and the seaming on some sweaters.
