Today was the most craptastical Monday in a long time. Anything that could go wrong did.
The icing on the cake was discovering my debit card number had been stolen somehow. Not my credit card, but my debit card! As in my checking account, with money, to pay bills.
Called the bank and there wasn't much they could do today since its Columbus Day. They'll be sending me a letter tomorrow that I need to sign and send back to confirm, in writing, that all the charges over the weekend were not made by me.
In the meantime, my debit card has been cancelled and I need to wait for a new one. The kicker is that the bank needs to do an "investigation" into the charges, which can take up to 90 days. I won't get my money back until the investigation is complete.
I don't know about you guys, but losing a chunk of my checking account for 90 days can have some disastrous consequences. I'm going to go into my bank branch in person tomorrow to see if there's anyway to speed that up.
I'm going to go have some chocolate therapy now.