DISCLAIMER: My husband works tech support for a living (well only til next week). I understand that there’s only so much that can be taken care of over the phone, and that the people on the other end are doing their damn best to help me and there’s not too much they can do. But I’m going to fucking rant anyways.
I check the balance on my checking account several times a day when I’m expecting charges to come through, just to give the piece of mind. Oh good, I’ll say. That’s paid off.
I went to do this today. At about 2:30, everything was hunky-dory. Everything is in the black to a comfortable level although there are still two outstanding charges I’m waiting for, which my balance can easily accomodate.
I nip off for a bit to get some stuff done. I checked my balance again about half an hour ago (what, me obsessive?) only to find I was in the fucking red. To the tune of several hundred fucking dollars. The charge was by a phone company whose name is sounds like “mint”. Several hundred fucking dollars for a point-of-sale in OVERLAND PARK wherever the fuck that is, I googled and the first thing that came up was Kansas, and guess what, Toto? We don’t fucking live in Kansas, we’ve never lived in Kansas and if I ever am forced to move there, I hope Margaret Hamilton sends her flying monkeys to put me out of my fucking misery.
So I call my bank (they sound like, “Poshington Fuck-you-tual”) and they say that the only thing they can do is:
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[li]Cancel the card[/li][li]Put the money back in the account in FIVE BUSINESS DAYS[/li][li]Dispute the charge[/li][li]Put the money back in the account in FIVE BUSINESS DAYS[/li][li]Send a NEW ATM/Debit card – which by the way I just had fucking replaced because their cards suck big green donkey dick with the suction of 10000 black holes[/li][/ul]
OR I could call Mint and have them take the charges off. So I tried that. But of course while their accounting department is open, their fraud department is NOT. Because accounting can do shit if they don’t have a phone number registered to whatever fucking charge that is on my account to go by, and of course I have never bought anything from them, so I don’t have a fucking Mint cell phone with a Mint number. So I resigned to cancel the card.
So whatever, I had Fuck-you-tual dispute the charge. But the fun part is, now I am overdrafted, have no fucking money til payday (Thursday, luckily – but I think I mentioned that it takes FIVE BUSINESS DAYS to have the charge recredited to my account? Yeah I thought I’d mentioned that) but have TWO other charges (that I know I made) coming in – one from dinner on saturday night, and the car insurance. Which means I’m getting slammed with, COUNT 'EM! Three overdraft charges. Which I have to call in seperately to dispute. Oh and my overdraft limit isn’t high enough to accomodate the incoming financial shitstorm.
So, a hearty fuck you to both the bank and the fucking phone company. And to the no-talent assclown stealing my credit card number, I hope you get whatever it is coming to you, shitstain.