Friday, February 23, 2007
a tale of a guy against a financial institution.
so tonight I noticed this weird finance charge on my credit card bill. it was only for $1.44 but what the fuck, I'm not gonna give these fuckers any more than I spend on their behalf. I pay off the entire balance every month and the only reason I carry anything over is because I may send my payment in like a day late or something.
so I called the fuckers up (had to navigate a goddamn labyrinth of pushing one button after another to speak to a human) and asked what this $1.44 was all about. evidently this lady was given a script that told me the only way to get rid of it was to pay for it (what? fuck you, lady!) and I kept asking her HOW it got on there.
after about 10 minutes of an absolute standstill she finally conceded. she must have noticed in my records that I've had this card since NINETEEN EIGHTY NINE (1989). I've had this damn card for almost 18 years, son! woman you better step DOWN.
so yeah, she is waiving the $1.44.
victory.
when you started using credit cards the store still had to run them through that mechanical machine that made a carbon copy of the card for you to sign. this was before the time of "computers" or "networks".
see, you think you're being "funny" but that is actually TRUE (the carbon paper bit).
I do so love a happy ending.
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so I called the fuckers up (had to navigate a goddamn labyrinth of pushing one button after another to speak to a human) and asked what this $1.44 was all about. evidently this lady was given a script that told me the only way to get rid of it was to pay for it (what? fuck you, lady!) and I kept asking her HOW it got on there.
after about 10 minutes of an absolute standstill she finally conceded. she must have noticed in my records that I've had this card since NINETEEN EIGHTY NINE (1989). I've had this damn card for almost 18 years, son! woman you better step DOWN.
so yeah, she is waiving the $1.44.
victory.
when you started using credit cards the store still had to run them through that mechanical machine that made a carbon copy of the card for you to sign. this was before the time of "computers" or "networks".
see, you think you're being "funny" but that is actually TRUE (the carbon paper bit).
I do so love a happy ending.
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