
For the third time in two years my credit card has been compromised. Someone in France is having a good time on my dime. That means for five days I'm without a credit card. It also means I have to change my credit card info with a dozen on-line vendors. This weekend I wanted to start reading a $3.99 book on my Kindle and I also wanted to order a new cell phone case. What a drag, it's like I've ceased to exist in the land of cyber-credit while I await my new plastic make-a-wish card. I have another back up card, but I don't want to use it for two days and then have to keep track of that account. I hope I'm getting free miles for all these phantom purchases. That's the least Capital One can do to make up for my loss of economic activity this weekend.
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Sounds like people have discovered "what's in your wallet".
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