The title comes from a conversation I had with my husband. I told him now that we are completely done with residency, now we face different types of challenges. This weekend was a new one and what joy (insert sarcasm) it was...
So, yesterday was an odd experience. I guess being in Hawaii, it was bound to happen, but didn't think it would happen where we were, and so early into hubby's career...
Basically, we were shopping at a certain mall yesterday and a young guy walks up to hubby and is says, "Hi Doctor!" Umm, I thought it was his friend, but in reality I guess it's a patient of his. No HIPAA was not broken, I do not know his name nor do I know what his dx was or what he came in for. I honestly, don't want to know those types of things, as I find the world of medicine to be sometimes rather sad. Moving forth, the husband was just so confused by having his identity being known outside of the world of white coats.
Speaking of this white coat world, apparently, the husband's picture and profile is now online on his employer's website. I won't mention where as we still are trying to be as stealth as possible, though I know it will come out especially since the internet exists.
So the weekend was kicked off on an unfortunate situation....
I tried to rent a movie from Redbox and my card wasn't working. I thought maybe I had entered the wrong zip code to my credit card and gave up and used a different one. I found out later that my card wasn't really working when I tried to pay for my groceries and had to resort to the other one yet again.
After that was all said and done, I go back to my car and it doesn't start. OK, this isn't good. The car is just a year old, bought brand new. While waiting for AAA to come and save me, I called my bank. When I called my bank, the person I spoke to, was rude and kept telling me only gas stations ask for zip codes. She is WRONG. I have rented from Redbox a gazillion times dating back to the days of living in the IE. Well, she didn't bother to even look at my account to see what was going on and told me wait 24 hours.
I waited 24 hours. We had intended to check out the first RiceFest at Aloha Tower and low and behold when I tried to access money. My card was denied again. I call and they tell me that my account has been compromised. The lady asked if I had made any transaction for $1,099.22 (something along those lines) to a travel company in Kuwait. Um, how's about, no? Why would I need to use a company in Kuwait? Also, if the bank found something fishy going on, why not call me and not just lock me out of my account and not tell me why? Then, it goes to the next question of, if the bank knows that this transaction was not authorized, now, why would you clear the transaction and make the customer wait? The wonderful thing about this conversation came about when the bank asked me if I check my online account. Well, yes, I do, but, the problem lies in the fact that it states that a certain amount is on hold, it doesn't tell you what, and when the transaction(s) were made. Husband looked at it online and found nothing really funny per se, he thought I had made a ton of transactions and didn't bother to ask me. Silly man. As he stated, he doesn't know how to handle income more than $500 at a time. LOL.
Now I have to wait for the transaction of well over a 1k to clear and then have to file for a grievance. The lady on the phone stated it could take up to 90 days to get my money back into my account. Well, honestly, it isn't about the money being gone, but more so my sense of security and the fact that the bank person on the phone the first time was out right RUDE! If 1k was gone from my account, I would have wanted to spent it myself, at least I would have some fun doing so, but not so.
It is now Monday and this happened on Friday... I managed to talk to the BFF who works for a bank, not the one I use, but told me what I need to do. I am so thankful for her, she will be able to walk me through everything.
Well, that was my weekend. How exciting, right? At the end of it all though, my husband got his long awaited LEGO Star Wars Death Star. Geek, I know.
Ohh, and lastly the car is OK. Needed a new battery under warranty. Got that changed out on Saturday.
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