Credit Card Usage
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Okay so this could have fit in the Pet Peeve section of my main website but I wanted to practice my blogging skills.

**SIGH**

I went to a local drugstore to pick up a few things.
I decided to pay with a credit card so I swiped it through the customer-side terminal. I pushed all the right buttons, it was very polite with me.
The clerk bags my purchases, whips out a pen, rips off the receipt, hands me my copy and asks me to sign the store copy.

I do so and she tskes it and the pen back. That's it. I take my bag, smile and ask, "Don't you need to see my credit card?" She gets this look of horror on her face and stutters, "Uh, uh..."

"Well," I reply, "I hope it was mine. See ya." And with that I'm out.
They don't care. They're just running through the motions. I could use anyone's card. They won't care. I find that fewer and fewer places actually ask for ID or even check for a signature. These people make me sick. And yes, I know it's mostly because, working at a bank, I see the downside of credit card fraud up close and personal.