I vowed to myself that I wouldn't bitch on LJ about my PMS, but that was before I became the victim of identity theft. Apparently, someone stole the information off my debit card. I came home yesterday to an automated message on my answering machine telling me that I should report to my nearest TD Bank branch as soon as possible as there was an issue with my access card. At the time, I was mostly just annoyed that I would have to rush home from Markham to try to reach the bank before 6:00. I suppose that the possibility of identity theft was somewhere in the back of my head, but my brain insisted on keeping it there due to my inability to cope with anything when I have PMS. Anywaaaay, when I spoke to the woman at the information desk, she informed me that my access card needed to be replaced and asked me to take a seat. I wondered if maybe my card had somehow expired and I had missed a letter or phone call about it. I mean, the woman seemed so calm that I didn't suspect that anything was wrong. Even when she called me up to her desk, she repeated what she'd said before about my access card needing to be replaced. It wasn't until I asked her if there was some kind of problem with the card that I learned about the "suspicious transactions".
I wracked my brain and wondered if I could have possibly committed the "suspicious transactions" myself, but instantly knew I hadn't when the woman asked me if I'd been in Montreal two days ago. "Uh, no," I said. The woman then had a conversation with this guy from security services...or something like that. Then she asked the security services guy if he'd like to speak to me and I ended up talking to him as well. I was able to confirm that I hadn't deposited $400 into my account or had withdrawn $1000...or maybe it was the other way round...In any case, the guy said that TD was filing a frauds claim and that I didn't have to worry about it -- just check my account over the next couple of days. Well, I checked my account as soon as I got home and discovered that there's at least $200 that shouldn't be there...
The one good thing about all of this is that receiving virtually no feedback for my latest story (the other reason this cycle has sucked) doesn't seem like that big a deal anymore. Okay, it's more that the shock of the identity theft has outweighed my anger and bitterness over the fic. Well, that and I've been plotting out a Primeval story in my head. Just a little one that I'll write for fun and pure self-indulgence. I've already got my dinosaur picked out and I'm hoping that's the only research I'll have to do. Yes, I think my little Primeval story is probably the best way for me to move past the fic that crashed and burned.
Right. I'm going to grab some supper and watch an episode of Kingdom because I love Stephen Fry and he never fails to cheer me up.