You know you're getting old when the excitement on your birthday is filing a police report for credit card fraud. At least that is what I will be doing tomorrow. All thanks to the completely inept CanadaPost for the almost $1000 in charges on my account.
Backstory: my mail goes to my parent's house since I still move around so much. Every few months she sends it to me wherever I happen to be. This time she sent it with my birthday present which, according to the tracking number she sent me, arrived two Fridays ago. So it arrived but I never saw it. I called them and they offered to open up an investigation. No word for almost a week so I called back. They gave me the run around, my mom had to call and eventually they fessed up: since it didn't fit in my mailbox they must have left it at my door. WHAT??? At my door? Aren't they supposed to bring it to a post office to keep it safe? Completely incompetent. So someone stole my mail along with my birthday present. That person happened to be a fraudster. That person likely lives in my building. Awesome. Happy 26th to me.
Is it sad that the upside I find in this is that I haven't ever filed a police report so at least I get to do something new?
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