Brace yourselves – I’ve done something stupid. On the long list of stupid things I’ve done, this one is now the Supreme Leader.
I’ve shocked The Viking.
I’ve even shocked myself.
It started with an email from Netflix. We have an automatic payment on our credit card once a month and I never have to think about it. Until yesterday when they informed me that my credit card information was out of date and our monthly payment failed. I thought, “Really? That’s odd. Maybe I didn’t update the payment method when we got the new card.”
My brain immediately began searching for references, found many of them in different folders and files, initiated a Defrag in a vain attempt make one complete memory, the system crashed and I sat looking at the email…..
Tiny little synopsis began to fire with random thoughts….
Year-End books. Sex. Christmas gifts. Something shiny. Julefrokost. Gilligan’s Island. Garbage Pick-up. Mortgage and Truck payments. I’m hungry. Blog post. Recharge phone. Shopping. Probiotics. New season of Grace and Frankie. Gas and electric bill. Why am I smelling burnt toast?
Suddenly, in a dazzling display of spontaneous rebooting, a complete thought emerged.
DO IT NOW SO YOU DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT IT ANY MORE.
My finger hit the email button and I entered all the information required and updated it.
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What the fuck did I just do?! Did I just follow an email and plug in our credit card information?
Fuck
I called Netflix. “Did you send me an email that my payment failed?” No, they didn’t.
Double fuck!
I called our Credit Card Provider. “I just compromised my credit card by giving information to a fake Netflix email. I’m Menopausal so don’t call me stupid.”
The Viking was totally supportive. “What the fuck were you thinking?!”
Me:
