{"id":168,"date":"2005-12-05T13:39:09","date_gmt":"2005-12-05T21:39:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/?p=168"},"modified":"2005-12-05T13:40:38","modified_gmt":"2005-12-05T21:40:38","slug":"cardiac-christmas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/2005\/12\/05\/cardiac-christmas\/","title":{"rendered":"Cardiac Christmas"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Damsel<\/strong> told me on the chatroom a while ago that Christmas season is a prime time for <em>cardiac arrest<\/em>. I understood that very well when I stopped at the ATM next door during my lunchtime walk; the damn thing ate my bank card! And I have some Christmas shopping to do!<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><code>We're sorry; your card has been retained.<br \/>\nPlease contact your financial institution<\/code><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Now what? I called my credit union, and after wading through several layers of pushbutton menus, I was in touch with the all-important &#8220;your call is important to us&#8221; message, this time interlaced with credit union ads, which was marginally less irritating than the starved-bandwidth elevator music one usually gets.  <\/p>\n<p>Finally, I was in touch with an actual person who advised me that there was a network glitch, and the card was retained as invalid; she could order me a new card which would be &#8220;rushed&#8221; to me within five business days. &#8220;That&#8217;s no good,&#8221; I said, &#8220;I have no cash and shopping season is upon me!&#8221; &#8220;Well,&#8221; was the reply, &#8220;You can go to the institution that retained the card and ask them to return it to you; sometimes they will return them if you have proper ID.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>To make a long rant shorter, I went back next door to the customer service representative who cheerfully returned the card to me after checking my driver&#8217;s license. Now, why wouldn&#8217;t the ATM just regurgitate the card and advise me to check with my bank? I can see why some people become technophobes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Damsel told me on the chatroom that Christmas is a prime time for cardiac arrest. I understood that very well when the ATM next door ate my bank card.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":190,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[33,20],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-168","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-curmudgeon-rants","category-money"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/190"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=168"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=168"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=168"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/capnbob.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=168"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}