Everyday this week I have come home to find something waiting for me on the doorstep. It was one thing seeing a letter saying I'd had a card stopped in my name, but last night I came home to find an account application in my name with my personal details filled out on a form. I'm not joking when I say it turned my stomach, I felt physically sick to the point where if I had already eaten it probably would have vacated the building!
Today, after having spent most of the morning on the telephone sorting it out, my work mates rallied around to cheer me up & I actually came home with a mini-ish spring in my step - only to find a Barclays statement waiting for me on my carpet. Opening it up & seeing a whole list of transactions, some of which are only 3 days old almost reduced me to tears. I had to walk away into my bathroom and press my hands to my eyes to stop myself from crying.
If nothing else I will not let this Tosser reduce me to tears and no matter how overwhelming it becomes I will hold stead fast to the fact that I am a good person and can hold my head high - plus I'm reveling in the fact that for every card he opens in my name his karma is growing big stylee to come back and bite a big chunk out of his life.....
Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5
No comments:
Post a Comment