Yesterday as I was driving home, NPR mentioned that Sears Robuck was having some financial troubles. Their store sales are doing well, but their credit-card division is suffering, due to a high number of delinquencies.
And I realized I’m to blame. I’m helping drive Sears out of business.
Flashback to June.
So there I was, shopping for new clothes. I hate clothes-shopping, since I’m a wee little fellow and end up having to go to the boy’s section and try on the Husky-size clothes, and it makes me feel like I’m about thirteen. But Sears has clothes that fit me and that are reasonably priced, and while I ended up with a few pairs of Husky Boy’s pants, I could get all my shirts in the Grownups’ department, which made me feel manly.
I ended up with about $150 worth of clothes, and at the register, I pulled out my Visa to pay. The cashier offered to knock $10 off the price if I signed up for a Sears credit card, though, so I shrugged and filled out the application. Hey presto, and five minutes later I’d put $140 on my spanking new Sears card.
I don’t want a Sears card, of course: too many credit cards is the Way to Ruin, so I hear. It’s like drinking a bottle of tequila Friday night while watching '80s comedies about white guys who put on blackface in order to get into college, or like sneaking a hit off your roommate’s bong before breakfast.
But $10 off is $10 off. I figured I’d pay off the card in full as soon as they sent me my bill and then cut it in half and throw it out.
End Flashback
That’s still my plan. It’s been almost long enough for a fetus to come to term, but they’ve still not sent me a bill. They have my address: in the eight weeks after getting the card, I got enough offers to buy unemployment insurance for my credit card to build a life-size papier-mache moose. (I don’t have any plaster of Paris, unfortunately, so my house is sadly moose-free).
After eight weeks, I called them with two demands:
- Stop sending me offers for unemployment insurance for my credit card; and
- Send me a fucking bill.
The unemployment insurance offers have stopped. Yay! But I’ve still not received a bill. Every couple of weeks, I’ll be thinking about my finances, and I’ll remember my outstanding debt of $140 to Sears. But mostly, now that I’ve specifically called them and asked them to send me a bill, it’s off my radar.
Until yesterday, when I hear on NPR that the Sears credit card division is having troubles. Well, sure it is, I think. If you’ve got poo-flinging orangutans running your credit card division, who refuse to bill a customer who calls them and asks for a bill, no wonder you’ve got delinquent customers!
I thought of putting this in MPIMS, or even Great Debates, because I have a question: sans bill, do I owe them anything? Do I have a moral obligation to keep calling them and asking for a bill? Or am I hunky-dory just waiting until they get off their orange-furred buttocks and send me that little piece of paper telling how much I owe?
And has anyone else had this experience? At work, I’ve had a tiny local company forget to bill us for services for three years (even after we ask them for a bill), but this is a multinational corporation. Is this really why Sears is having trouble with its credit card division?
Daniel