August 12, 2013

It's Official - I've Lost My Damn Mind.

We've all known this day would come.  We've seen the signs (just look at any of my posts for proof).  But today completely and totally made it official.

But first, as usual, the back story - so that the rest of it makes some kind of sense.

On Friday, upon going through the mail, I discovered that I'd been sent a new bank card as my old one was due to expire.  Naturally, I set it aside and figured I'd deal with activating the card on Saturday since all that was required was for me to call a phone number from my home phone.

So before I set out to run a few errands on Saturday morning, I called the number; punched in the requisite numbers and was promptly informed by a recording that she was sorry but she couldn't activate the card and I would need to call my financial institution.  Fine.  Whatever.  The old card still worked so I figured I'd call the bank bright and early on Monday.

And I did.  Bright and early this morning, I called the bank.  Went through another phone tree hell and finally connected with a real, live human being.  I explained the situation and she was eager to help.  She said, "All I need is the last four digits of your Social Security number and your date of birth."  I promptly handed over the said numbers.  And she said, "That's not it."

WHAT?!  So I said, fine.  It must be under my husband's information and handed over the last four digits of his Social Security number to her and she said, "No, that's not it.  And it's under your information."

So I repeated the last four numbers of mine again while mentally running through my brain the entire number to make sure I was saying it properly.  Again, I was told "That's not it."

I was flabbergasted.  I asked her what I was supposed to do now, since THOSE WERE MY NUMBERS? And she suggested that I go to a local branch to have the card activated.  I thanked her for her time, hung up and fumed.

The bank closes at 5:00 pm.  I work until 5:00 pm.  Do you see the dilemma here?  Not to mention the fact, that somehow these people had a wrong Social Security number down for me.  I was not a happy camper.

As Hubby had the day off, we had decided to meet for lunch and I related the whole story to him as we ate.  He had the nerve to ask, "Are you sure you gave them the right numbers?"  And I adamantly said, "YES!"  He then worried over whether or not my identity had been stolen, to which I wondered why anyone would steal my identity and then change my Social Security number at the bank and, more importantly, can that even be done?

As he was headed home after lunch, he offered to double check my Social Security number and call me with it...just in case.  I agreed and headed back to work figuring out the best way to duck out of work early to try and fix this mess and thinking, "Me.  This could only happen to ME!"

When Hubby called he said, "The last four digits of your Social is XXYY."  I said, "You're kidding, right?"  No, apparently he wasn't.

All afternoon I stared at those four digits I had scribbled down and wondered why I had been SO sure that the other four digits were correct.  They felt familiar.  Very familiar.  Something I just knew.  Just like my Social Security number.  And it finally clicked.

I gave the woman VWXX....the last four digits of my cell phone number!  Which, apparently has two of the same digits as my Social transposed.

It's official...I AM an idiot.

*sigh*

7 comments:

  1. Bwhahahahahahaha! You're not going crazy, we just have to much crap we're required to remember at any given moment. Glad you got it all figured out though. :)

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  2. Oops!! Sounds like something I would totally do.

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  3. I can totally see myself doing the same thing, but I hope to heck I never do!!!

    Poor Gigi. Guess it's official.

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  4. Um, Gigi? You are experiencing what many of us do when we think we know something perfectly well and get it stuck in our minds that way. You are still totally normal and definitely NOT losing your mind. But your mind is just a little wayward. :-)

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  5. Oh good Lord, woman!! That ha to be the funniest story I've heard in a really long time.

    You're right, you've lost it!!

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  6. Please. Those are just numbers. All the important stuff is in words.

    SK

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  7. Testing testing...just seeing if I can comment yet...

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