SQUISHY BRAINS
I just wrote the first draft of my fraud dispute letter. I'll have Dad read over it when he gets back from golfing. The dude used the card at the same freakin' Target, the same day. I don't know if they were at the same time or not. How stupid can ya get? I mean, if you're smart enough to steal someone's debit card number but you're too stupid to not go to more than one store? Actually, that says a lot about why you steal from others.. because you're too fucking lazy to get a real job. Hope you like prison food. You've screwed with the feds this time. In my packet of instructions, there is a paragraph about how I get to testify in court against you because the FEDS do press charges. And, yeah, I've done that before. I can sit before a jury and testify to what I did on that day. As in, I paid an internet bill and then went to bed while you and my info were off at a Target... too lazy to even go to a Seven-Eleven or something. And the card is still in my wallet, you all. It had to have been an internet hack. I only used it prior to the 8th to pay for gasoline at a local station and get cash out of my account at my credit union's ATM other than the Verizon bill. Yes, I was at the Fairy Festival the weekend prior, but I didn't use it at the festival as I was stupid enough to carry cash because not every vendor can take debit.
This shit is causing me a lot of stress. I am having health issues because of it. Lovely. When my colon finally crawls out of my lower torso to terrorize Manhattan or somewhere, please, give it a couple of bazooka blasts from me, won't you?
Found out a friend at HACC is losing her job. Nice. Not sure of the details but it's not good, I'm sure. A 20% reduction in workforce is the official line. Since I'm no longer in the office, I have no idea if there is any politics going on or not. It makes no difference anyway. She's still a good person. Oh, and another friend just buried an aunt and her Dad is going kind of nuts. Life is just full of sunshine around here. :P
I just realized, why am I going to have Dad read over this letter? His spelling is worse than mine. His grammar is gooder though. (Joke.) At least he can tell me what needs changed in regards to the information. I swear, after 0930, my brain turns to tapioca pudding and isn't worth a damn.
Speaking of... it's 0944, so I best shut up. I can feel my brain becoming squishy. I think I will go feed it some "Spongebob" or similar stuff. Can't process much in the way of plot lines, drama, etc.
This shit is causing me a lot of stress. I am having health issues because of it. Lovely. When my colon finally crawls out of my lower torso to terrorize Manhattan or somewhere, please, give it a couple of bazooka blasts from me, won't you?
Found out a friend at HACC is losing her job. Nice. Not sure of the details but it's not good, I'm sure. A 20% reduction in workforce is the official line. Since I'm no longer in the office, I have no idea if there is any politics going on or not. It makes no difference anyway. She's still a good person. Oh, and another friend just buried an aunt and her Dad is going kind of nuts. Life is just full of sunshine around here. :P
I just realized, why am I going to have Dad read over this letter? His spelling is worse than mine. His grammar is gooder though. (Joke.) At least he can tell me what needs changed in regards to the information. I swear, after 0930, my brain turns to tapioca pudding and isn't worth a damn.
Speaking of... it's 0944, so I best shut up. I can feel my brain becoming squishy. I think I will go feed it some "Spongebob" or similar stuff. Can't process much in the way of plot lines, drama, etc.