What’s worse than dealing with a global pandemic?
Having some piece of dog shit steal your credit card while you’re social distancing.
Jen found a few charges on our account that definitely didn’t come from us. Hooray. They were placed on my card, not hers. She called the bank and cancelled. I went to the bank for a new card. The fraud department called back and let us know what was going on.
Oh, happy quarantine.