Banking Woes

Under our mattress is looking better and better as a safe deposit box. Today, for the third time since we moved, our online business with banks has gotten hacked into. First was Paypal linked to Bank of America, second, Wells Fargo account we’ve had forever, and third, the brand new Wells Fargo account we had to open when the first one went down a few months ago. Now we have to go spend hours in the bank redoing our accounts, passwords, debit cards, and checks.  

            Here we sit.  I know it’s just me, but somehow I feel like the criminal! It seems like it’s no big deal to the bank. Our agent isn’t surprised and comments, “It seems these hackers do so well at that they do, wouldn’t they be awesome in a regular job?”  Prison latrine I’m thinking. We’re advised to buy a new computer as her computer shows our account has a virus. This is the same computer in which we invested hundreds of dollars with Geek Squad to rid of a virus a few years ago.  No online banking anymore, that’s for sure.

            An hour later armed with new accounts and all that goes with them, we left the bank with no ATM cards or money. Ten days without money unless we want to go into the bank each time we need it. That’s like the olden days!  Or I could do what my mom did once: Hide the cash in a paper towel roll and when the roll is empty, throw it out! True story.

Maybe I will keep my new debit card under the mattress when it comes.