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.