Dear Mr. Identity Thief:
I hate you. I hate you with a white hot passion that is usually only reserved for brussel sprouts.
You weren’t happy with just hitting me last month? You had to do it again? And dude? A membership to a stock photo website? How much of a geek ARE you? At least if you are going to steal, do it for something that is worth it, like shoes!
You know what? YOU are one of the reasons why the economy is in trouble. All those purchases that you made? You didn’t rob me – you robbed the merchants. I got all my money back…BOTH times. But the companies from which you ordered? Many of them had already shipped the product or provided you with the service. How do you think that is going to be made up? By charging higher prices to other customers.
I’m sure you don’t care, because you are a dishonest little f&#@. But the next time your mother is complaining about not being able to afford things, just remember – you are part of the reason.
And now that I have a completely new financial identity, this should be the end of our relationship. I’m going to get back to the business of helping people save money, while you can go on your merry way destroying lives.
Sleep well and may the bedbugs devour you,
Mindi
OUCH! How did that happen, do you know? I don’t think I wanna know. Nevermind.