Jesus and Ninjas
I guess I'm way too trusting of online shopping. I made a few significant purchases the past week, mostly in preparation for my own apartment in a few months, and I got a couple of phone calls afterward.
My credit union ninja protection department flew in, stood in the wind with their cape waving, declared a wrongdoing, and saved me from nearly $1000 of fraudulent charges. And while I admire and respect their protection with desperate heartfelt gratitude, I also wonder if they are in their cube world somewhere, monitoring my account, muttering things like,
"Starbucks, three times in one day??"
"The movies alone again this weekend?"
"How can she spend sooo much at amazon.com every week?"
I don't ever want anyone to know me as well as the Bank Ninjas. I think the government might, but I'm in denial about them. I feel like I pay them taxes every year so I can continue the charade that I'm living below their radar. One can only hope (or turn a blind eye to the conspiracy).
It won't matter after tomorrow, however, because that guy in New York said the rapture is tomorrow at 3pm our time. Which is good, because I'll be asleep.
I hope my seat is close to Jesus... I love him, plus he pours the wine.
My credit union ninja protection department flew in, stood in the wind with their cape waving, declared a wrongdoing, and saved me from nearly $1000 of fraudulent charges. And while I admire and respect their protection with desperate heartfelt gratitude, I also wonder if they are in their cube world somewhere, monitoring my account, muttering things like,
"Starbucks, three times in one day??"
"The movies alone again this weekend?"
"How can she spend sooo much at amazon.com every week?"
I don't ever want anyone to know me as well as the Bank Ninjas. I think the government might, but I'm in denial about them. I feel like I pay them taxes every year so I can continue the charade that I'm living below their radar. One can only hope (or turn a blind eye to the conspiracy).
It won't matter after tomorrow, however, because that guy in New York said the rapture is tomorrow at 3pm our time. Which is good, because I'll be asleep.
I hope my seat is close to Jesus... I love him, plus he pours the wine.