Life Without Visa
I never knew how much I used my credit card. Okay, I had a fair idea. Afterall, with double points, I decided it was best to use it whenever I can, so really, I should not be surprised that I depend on it a lot. A LOT.
So, I say a big FUCK YOU to the person/people that got a hold of my number to rack up over two hundred dollars worth of pizza.
Too many things not bought. Must play waiting game. Good thing I don't need new underwear.
I was going to sign up for iTunes, but no, they require a credit card. I was gonna get the second season of Dead Like Me but no, that costs enough that the points I would get from the purchase would be significant enough to warrant patience. Plus, on top of it all, I have a lunch and dinner to go to this week that's gonna cost me mucho dinero. I was gonna put it on my card so, you guessed it, so I could get points. But no, no points for me. And I refuse to use my emergency cards. Those are for emergencies. Besides, no points for those.
I am a point hog. A point addict, to use the vernacular of my childhood. Must get something for spending money I was gonna spend anyway. There are still free things in this world. And good people like them nice Visa folk that acted so promptly.
But there must be a balance in the universe. So for every good person there is an asshole. Like the punks that got my number. Bastards.
So, I say a big FUCK YOU to the person/people that got a hold of my number to rack up over two hundred dollars worth of pizza.
Too many things not bought. Must play waiting game. Good thing I don't need new underwear.
I was going to sign up for iTunes, but no, they require a credit card. I was gonna get the second season of Dead Like Me but no, that costs enough that the points I would get from the purchase would be significant enough to warrant patience. Plus, on top of it all, I have a lunch and dinner to go to this week that's gonna cost me mucho dinero. I was gonna put it on my card so, you guessed it, so I could get points. But no, no points for me. And I refuse to use my emergency cards. Those are for emergencies. Besides, no points for those.
I am a point hog. A point addict, to use the vernacular of my childhood. Must get something for spending money I was gonna spend anyway. There are still free things in this world. And good people like them nice Visa folk that acted so promptly.
But there must be a balance in the universe. So for every good person there is an asshole. Like the punks that got my number. Bastards.
At least the pizza they bought will get you more points. :)
Posted by
Janey Llewellin |
Monday, August 01, 2005 7:52:00 a.m.
Alas, it does not work that way, Janez. I don't get points for a criminal's deeds. Visa removes the charge, so it's as if it never happened.
Posted by
arvin |
Wednesday, August 03, 2005 7:41:00 p.m.