Theme for the month: despair.com
So I opened the front door to my building yesterday morning to find that someone had jimmied open my mailbox and stolen all my mail. They got two day's worth of mail and I've NO idea what I've lost.
The property management company still hasn't replaced the lock. I had to go to the post office and have them put a hold on my mail. I had to call my bank, the utilities company, the phone company, all the credit reporting agencies and have them put a fraud alert on my accounts.
And I have to call the DMV to make sure that no one will try to register a car under my name fraudulently.
I'm wracking my brain trying to think of who else to call...my health insurance company, I guess, to make sure no one opens a policy in my name. I have to go to the bank today to close my account and open another.
It took the police three hours to get to my house to document and make a report. I know my city is busy and I called right towards the end of a shift, but jeez, guys, PLEASE. I'm dying over here. Fortunately the police officer was very nice and entertained me with stories of how their fingerprint experts HATE CSI (the TV shows, not real life CSI in general) because they constantly show surfaces that you can supposedly lift prints from that you cannot, in fact, lift prints from.
Anyone else I should call? Flist, have I missed something crucial?
Identity thieves: FUCK YOU.
The property management company still hasn't replaced the lock. I had to go to the post office and have them put a hold on my mail. I had to call my bank, the utilities company, the phone company, all the credit reporting agencies and have them put a fraud alert on my accounts.
And I have to call the DMV to make sure that no one will try to register a car under my name fraudulently.
I'm wracking my brain trying to think of who else to call...my health insurance company, I guess, to make sure no one opens a policy in my name. I have to go to the bank today to close my account and open another.
It took the police three hours to get to my house to document and make a report. I know my city is busy and I called right towards the end of a shift, but jeez, guys, PLEASE. I'm dying over here. Fortunately the police officer was very nice and entertained me with stories of how their fingerprint experts HATE CSI (the TV shows, not real life CSI in general) because they constantly show surfaces that you can supposedly lift prints from that you cannot, in fact, lift prints from.
Anyone else I should call? Flist, have I missed something crucial?
Identity thieves: FUCK YOU.