So I got approved for a credit card, and Capital One was like, "Hooray, you'll get your card in a couple days or something." and I was like, "Hoooorayyy." because, you know, I've never had a credit card or anything.
A couple weeks pass before I call Capital One, enter my account info, the last four digits of my SSN, and find out there is a balance of 60-something dollars, credited to various gas stations around town.
Well, that sucked. Seems like someone stole my mail, card included, and went crazy. Bam. Cancelled account. I had them send the new account info and card to a new temp address, my girlfriend's house.
But I get the card and everything here, at my house. I thought it was just a simple error. I buy a couple books, check the transaction history online, and find more gas station charges. I don't drive.
To make a long story short, there are two card circulating around here, I have one, and the other one is issued to "Robin Boyce".
*cough*
That's my mom.
So. Uh.
I cancelled yet another account, filed for yet another fraud case, and I'm starting over, yet again.
...Has anybody else been through anything like this?
I don't know what to think or do.
Is there a rational explanation to this? I'm trying to think of scenarios in which my mother isn't the one totally ****ing up my life.
A couple weeks pass before I call Capital One, enter my account info, the last four digits of my SSN, and find out there is a balance of 60-something dollars, credited to various gas stations around town.
Well, that sucked. Seems like someone stole my mail, card included, and went crazy. Bam. Cancelled account. I had them send the new account info and card to a new temp address, my girlfriend's house.
But I get the card and everything here, at my house. I thought it was just a simple error. I buy a couple books, check the transaction history online, and find more gas station charges. I don't drive.
To make a long story short, there are two card circulating around here, I have one, and the other one is issued to "Robin Boyce".
*cough*
That's my mom.
So. Uh.
I cancelled yet another account, filed for yet another fraud case, and I'm starting over, yet again.
...Has anybody else been through anything like this?
I don't know what to think or do.
Is there a rational explanation to this? I'm trying to think of scenarios in which my mother isn't the one totally ****ing up my life.





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