WashMewtch

A friend was insulted by Washington Mutual's campaign to nickname themselves WaMu. I remember being a bit baffled myself. I mean, did they really think they could just make us call them their cutesy-poo name? But then, it happened. Another example why advertising is scary. If Mad Men isn't terrifying enough to make you pee yourself, there's the WaMu example.

I'm in the whateverth circle of hell today, trying in vain to recover Online Bill Pay information that was wiped out when I opened a new account and had all the accounts linked together. After all, it would be so much easier if they were all linked, right? And how about opening that new account in the first place? Over concerns about possible identity theft, I was doing the fiscally responsible thing. So, I realize, it's just information that I have to rekey, and yes it's annoying, but it's not the end of the world. Suck it up, Jen Jen. So I go in to add in all my payees, when I realize that long ago I made the ecologically responsible decision to go to email alerts instead of paper bills. So I don't have the necessary mailing addresses or account numbers to put in, in order to prove I'm me and that I am not an identity thief. Oh, the irony! To sum up, I can't set up the payees again without the information I elected to no longer receive hard copies of. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Isn't it all too, too funny!??? What do I get for all my grown-up decision-making? A big fat effing donut hole.

{the laughter turns to tears}

Anyhoodle. I have some automated calls to make. If you'll excuse me.

eHugs,
Jenny