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Cory D. Boatright, PhD
I just paid off a credit card I got since I partially financed my fiance’s pretty engagement ring. Except for the first statement and the credit card itself, I have never received a statement from them. Only because I started to worry did I switch to managing the card online, and luckily I did or I would’ve missed a payment. Since the card’s paid off and I don’t like being jerked around like that, I called today to cancel the account. Here’s what took place after I mentioned the lack of statements being a reason to close the account.
Credit Card Woman: “I see here that we’ve had mail returned that was sent to you, so maybe the address is wrong.”
Me: “Okay, well you got me the first statement and the credit card just fine, so I don’t see how the address was suddenly wrong.”
Woman: “Can you confirm the address with me?”
Me: “And besides, why didn’t you guys try to let me know when you started getting mail back instead of waiting for me to call?”
Woman: “We’ve tried several times to let you know.”
Me: “Nobody’s called me.”
Woman: “Oh no sir, you misunderstand; they wouldn’t have called, we’ve sent letters saying we need to update your address because there’s a problem.”
So, late last year my Mac Powerbook pissed me off for the last time. That coupled with another hypocritical commercial from Apple means I bought a new laptop. The Mac was sitting around, doing nothing as an identify theft liability after 3 going on 4 years of computing history. I finally decided I could donate the laptop, but without the hard drive. I began with needing to open the case. The screws were designed with such a small head that I had to give up and use a special screwdriver.
Next, I had to delicately extract the hard drive. I didn’t stand a chance at finding and releasing the screws there. It took hours of hammering and prying. For future reference, the hard drive is located inside a Powerbook in this location.
The hard drive looked like this.
There was a hole in the side and what appeared to be glitter was falling out. The “hard” part of a “hard drive” is actually more like metal-coated glass, and shatters during a strong impact. I pounded at the hard drive to get as much of the platters out.
It was fun stress relief, and definitely keeps your credit card information safe.