I was checking my Visa bill over lunch and I noticed a charge of which I had no absolutely memory. I called the credit card company and discovered that it was some “hobby store” in Las Vegas. Then I called the number associated with the vendor. It turns out that some guy in Jupiter, Florida ordered three hundred dollars worth of sex toys using my credit card number. I’m absolutely mystified as to how someone appropriated my account. The card wasn’t stolen and it never even left my wallet in Miami. Fortunately, the charge was removed from my account and I’m not too concerned about it. However, I think I will ask for a new card given the slight chance that someone may still have my number. But I bear this guy no ill will. I hope that he’s enjoying his new Turbo-Charged Vibrating Ecstasy Sleeve, or whatever the hell he bought.
The FDA has improved for human trials the brain implants about which I’ve previously written. I’d be the first in line to volunteer, but I’m not too crazy about wires dangling from my skull. Two surgical openings in my body is enough, thank you very much. Think I’ll wait for the wireless version.
