Card drama has left me longing for disguise
I KNOW you like to hear when I’ve messed up but I had such an embarrassing experience last week I wasn’t sure whether to write about it.
It really was excruciating. More cringe-making than the time I nibbled a dentist’s finger because I thought he said ‘bite’ to me, rather than ‘light’ to his nurse.
It was even worse than the time I reversed into a police car – and damaged it – and they had to call in special officers from Hendon because one of their vehicles was involved.
It all started off so innocently. Mr F and I, who was still recovering after three weeks in hospital, were setting off to get a bit of air and a coffee.
I stopped for newspapers and to fill up with petrol – just half a tank – but when I presented my visa card, it was rejected.
Not concerned, I did it again, but the same thing happened. Maybe my card was damaged?
So, I produced my credit card, entered my pin, and up it came again: NOT AUTHORISED, TRANSACTION CANCELLED.
To make matters worse, the man behind the counter tried his own card to check the machine, and it worked. By now the queue was growing so I slunk back to the car and asked Mr F, who had been looking forward to a relaxing couple of hours, to bail me out. He paid with his card, no problem.
“It’s a sexist machine” I cried. No-one laughed.
We fell into the nearest watering hole where I phoned Santander. The Visa debit man said no transactions had been requested and therefore nothing had been rejected.
The credit card person – a very bossy woman – said it was because I had a new card (I hadn’t) and anyway, surely I’d noticed that the old one had expired? (it hadn’t and doesn’t until the end of this month).
I tried both cards out in Sainsbury’s cash machine – all fine – so went back to the petrol station, tried buying stuff I didn’t want just to prove a point, and this time it worked normally.
The machine was obviously not anti-women; just anti-me. However, there’s an army of people out there who think I try to buy goods with a collection of cancelled cards.
Oh, the shame …. I’m going in disguise in future.
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