I hate, hate, hate my credit card. My limit is le crap, and my company provides no services. I have tons of alerts set up so that when I get to $500, it yells at me. I wish it was like my Pier 1 card and that it yelled at me every day I was still over that $500...but no. It has no listings of any of my transactions online since October 6 and somewhere over the last 5 days I apparently maxed out my card. On what, I couldn't tell you. But, since I can't view any of the pending transactions it would take me about a week to figure out how bad the damage was if my card were, heaven forbid, stolen.
I did do a lot of purchases and returns this weekend, so maybe that's all shaking out?
The moral of the story?
Never steal my credit card, lovelies, because you couldn't buy a pack of gum with the limit I have because it's my high school limit. I need to just take the time to call them and explain that I have an adult job now, but I think I'm going to look for a better credit card company or just get rid of it all together. That would be a personal challenge to not use plastic...I'm not so sure I could do it since I hate having cash on me.
Anywho, so until furthur notice, I'm officially "broke."
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