Good thing I didn’t get around to putting my grand Italian-whackin’ scheme into action, because it seems that it was those pesky Irishites all along. Mine was one of 300 accounts affected, and I feel slightly better knowing that some poor bastard lost €16,500 to my measly €700.
I can’t help but try to figure out what shops were involved. I’m reminded of a bit from Dara Ó Briain’s live show, where he talks about how replacing signatures with PINs has made identity theft vastly easier. Is it funny because it’s true?
There’s one upside to this development: it makes my revenge plan easier, as the list of retailers on my last bank statement is considerably shorter than the list of Every Person In Italy. If anyone fancies joining me in my Slap A Face For Justice campaign, do get in touch. (Must supply own costume).
back in the day when i was a full-time student i also worked as a part-time bank monkey – specifically in credit card fraud. i’d spend my time in there mulling over accounts trying to decide whether or not the spending looked likely to be the card’s owner or a sneaky snake fraudster and would then call the poor saps to break it to them that someone was having a jolly old time at their expense. except it’s not really at their expense because the bank pay for it.
which makes it less fun.
no need to go slapping faces though, they do that part for you too.
which makes it less fun again.
Nads to that, it’s time to take the slappin’ back.
I wonder what bastard did it? I’m up for a hunt with slappings being dished out
That’s the spirit.
You could do that, or you could do this: http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq_-Gf9rXhE (To said crooked establishment/bank as doing it to one person would just make you look stupid and give them a laugh(it’s all in russian and you should skip the first 25 seconds.))
Ah yes, I heard about that. Taking cues from Second Life is one thing, but things will get really interesting when protesters start emulating World of Warcraft.
Can we dress up as ye olde villagers and carry toches etc. (bagsies the pitchforck)?
I suppose we can, as long as I get to be the mayor. Pocket watch, check. Mutton chops, check (although somewhat obscured by the rest of my facial hair). All I need is a waistcoat and a top hat.
Not to mention the chain of office style thing. I call Man of Learning and Reason who looks on and soliloquises(?) about the base nature of humanity; I’ve been in that kind of mood lately.