I discovered recently, thanks to a phone call from my credit union, that my debit card had been compromised.
They red flagged a purchase and called me immediately.
The purchase, totaling approximately $76.00, was made at a Wal Mart.
Quite frankly, I'd prefer to hear from my credit union every time there was a purchase at a WalMart, even if it is within 2 miles from my home. Even if the purchase was made by me. I need someone to remind me to stay out of that place.
I find myself there more often than I'd like to admit, for things that I can't seem to find anywhere else. My frustration begins the minute I walk through the door, after I pass the Greeter. Which, by the way, when did that become a thing? I prefer to shop with the smallest amount of human interaction possible. Don't greet me, don't hand me food samples, coupons, or credit card offers. Leave me alone. I need to focus on navigating my way around misplaced skids of merchandise that fill what was once an aisle for walking. I need to take in every aggravating exchange. It's the fuel that gets me through the Wal Mart experience. I could totally write their next ad campaign slogan. It would go like this: 'Get in, get out, get on with it- Wal Mart.'
And, as for you, person in Illinois who stole my debit card number, and created a duplicate, I have one question. Why?
Not why did you do it. But, WHY, of all the options from which to choose, would you choose to shop in a Wal Mart with my money?
For the love of all things holy, if I found myself in possession of a hot credit card, I would definitely up my game and go to Target.