I’m Pissed
Some fuckstick stole my debit card. They used it at a gas station I never heard of.
I took Jen out last night, and when I got up this morning, I had to step out to by some stuff for her birthday – you know, flowers, a card, and such. There’s nothing like giving someone a champagne breakfast in bed, roses, a gift, and a card on their birthday,
When I got to the store, I noticed that my card was missing. I searched the house, and then went to the restaurant we were at last night. No luck.
I came home, checked my account online, and that’s when I saw the charge. Someone tried filling their car up on my dime. So I called my bank immediately, canceled the card, and now I have to dispute that charge. And, I have to wait for a week to get a new card.
Fucking bastards.