Yesterday I found fraudulent charges on my credit card so I had to close my account and open up a new one. The entire process was pretty painless as Chase was extremely helpful and efficient. But the problem was I really didn’t want to part with my cc number – I had it memorized. It was instant gratification in 16 little digits. Here’s how my life was before memorizing the number:
Go “window-shopping” online. Decide to purchase item. Look for credit card. Listen to pesky voice in head telling me not to waste my money. Decide not to purchase item.
Then I memorized my number and my life became:
Go “window-shopping” online. Decide to purchase item. Purchase item. SOOO much better.
So I guess this is a huge blessing in disguise… but I think I will continue to mourn my loss for a couple more days.
Oh – and by the way – the fraudulent charges related to country club dues… um, seriously??? Some (fake) rich person swiped my card so they could continue to use their country club? I feel there is an interesting story here…
(Standing behind a couple at Target as we wait for the sales-woman to open the glass case full of xbox gamer goodies)
Employee: (Hands the man a game) Here you go.
Man: (Confused) Hmm… I thought it was called something else…. something warfare.
Employee: But that’s it – Call of Duty – World at War.
Man: I guess… I was sure it was called something else though. Are you sure this is the one that just came out?
Employee: I’m not sure, sir, but that’s all we have.
Me: Sorry to interrupt, but the newest one is called Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2.
Man: That’s it! Wow – how did you know – have you played it?
Me: No, but my husband has played about 30 hours of it.
Woman: Ugh – that sounds horrible. I’m so sorry dear!
Man: That sounds wonderful.
I have Thanksgiving posts to write but in the meantime I want to introduce you to my favorite new restaurant in Stamford: Vinny’s Backyard. My friend lives down the street from here and had been talking about it for a while so one day when we decided to meet up for dinner I picked this place. It was fabulous.
The bar area has limited seating but so worth it for the atmosphere and the deals. Wednesday is $0.20 wing night. I have yet to find a better bargain. Do you know how many wings you can get when they are only $0.20 each? Let me tell you – it’s a lot! Between that, their discounted PBR pitcher Tuesdays, yummy pizza, and apparently a food challenge (note to self: investigate this more), I’m sold! The only problem is that it is pretty much the furthest you can get from my house and still be in Stamford. But that’s okay – what I spend in gas mileage, I’ll make up in discounted wings.
Here’s a hint people: if you need to do any shopping or want you kid to take pictures with Santa Claus – come to the Stamford mall. This place is deserted (so not good for the economy).
I’ve been dreading coming here all week but my eye doctor is here and I need new glasses so I braced myself for the onslaught of harried Christmas shoppers and whiny kids. But these people never materialized. So instead I’ve plopped myself next to Santa’s mini wonderland while I wait for Hakky to fix the heel of my boots (a long past-due errand). It’s so quiet here I can hear the rushing water from the mall fountain 2 floors.
I didn’t end up getting this but I feel the world is a better place for having Red Sox Green Monster Mint Ice Cream in it.
As President, I believe that robotics can inspire young people to pursue science and engineering.
And I also want to keep an eye on those robots in case they try anything.
President Obama at the “Educate to Innovate” Campaign.
I heart this man.