About 6 weeks ago my bank alerted me to fraud on my debit card. I had the bank cancel the card and ordered a new one.
I had no cash or card for about three days. I went to about three different stores during that time forgetting I had no money each time until the register. Very awkward.
One night Dan gave me his card to buy something for us. I believe I handed it back to him.
The next day my new card came in the mail so I activated it and moved on with my life. I found my old card in my wallet and cut it up and saved the pieces to throw away at home.
I get a text from Dan, "Have you seen my debit card?"
"No.."?
...wait. yes.
"Found it".
...and I texted him this picture.
He laughed at me. Not with with me, at me.
I barely looked at the card before I cut it up. I thought his name was mine. The curse of having the same name strikes!
I had kept Dan's card on accident when we went shopping the other night and then cut it up thinking it was my old, fraud ridden card.
My bad.
