Idiot of the Week is brought to us today by my good friend N.M., who recently had his credit card information stolen:
Someone stole my account information (he obviously didn’t realize I’m poor) two days ago, and tried to ring up a bunch of shit. He was probably so embarrassed when the card kept getting declined (because it was already maxed out). I hope the line behind him was long. I pictured him fumbling through his wallet and explaining to the cashier how this never happens and he must have forgotten to pay his bill – all while nervously glancing over his shoulder at the increasingly long and angry line dying for their lattes. Haha what a fool. My dad even felt bad for him, and I quote, “He picked the worst person in the world to rob.” I can think of worse people (I’ve seen Slum Dog Millionaire), but I laughed with him.
I even wrote a review for one of the places he went:
Since this thief didn’t steal N.M.’s actual credit cards, just the numbers, I am wondering how he paid for his dinner at a restaurant like this. Did he write the numbers down on a scrap of paper and hand them to the waiter when the check came? That is usually a red flag…but hey for a 23% tip maybe I’d look the other way too.