Yesterday, I received a text from my bank alerting me of some possibly fraudulent activity on my debit card. Despite the fact that it was tucked securely in my wallet, right next to my Qdoba rewards card, someone was using the number at a gas station in Lebanon. I can only assume they used the $97.60 to buy a tank of gas and then 57 hot dogs.
After a year of looking for and preparing to buy a home, Nick and his wife finally found a place they wanted. They were in the middle of filling out mortgage pre-approval paperwork when Nick’s wife stopped him. She had never mentioned it before, but now that they were applying for a loan, it wouldn’t be a secret much longer: She had about $4,500 of credit card debt.
I am a person who puts debit cards in her pocket and then leaves them there, and then goes a week without it and is just like, “Okay, I don’t know where my debit card is, I know it’s somewhere in a coat pocket or a jeans pocket or a tote bag, I’ll look for it later.”
Last night, I went through my credit card transactions (as I like to do on weekly basis), and noticed that on Oct. 17, I was charged $8 by Delta in Atlanta, Georgia. That was this last Friday, and I was here, in New York, eating a fried chicken sandwich in Brooklyn at the time; the charge for the sandwich appeared next to it.
It’s time to check in on our debt payments and savings goals again. If you’re joining us for the first time, you can read about our decision to publicly keep track of our debt here.
Emily Gould has a terrifically honest post about her struggle with credit card debt and coming to terms with the fact that she is “a person who fundamentally loves to spend money.” She also walks us through her experience negotiating a settlement with her credit card company with the use of a fake uncle. Read it here.
Photo: Daniel Oines
— From Jake Halpern’s New York Times Magazine piece on the dark, lucrative world of debt collection.