Growl

HRH and I just spent an hour and a half at the bank, closing HRH’s accounts and our joint account, and opening new ones and bringing our info up to date. Or, in his case, changing the info back from the false info to which the identity thief had changed it.

Words cannot describe how furious we are. Once again, we break our backs trying to make a living and doing things by the rules, and once again someone who thinks they don’t have to work tries to take it away from us and screw things up.

The good news: No money was taken. (One wonders if they thought it wasn’t worth it: there was $9 in the primarily compromised account. We’re thankful this happened a few days before the first paycheque of the year was auto-deposited.) Several applications for credit cards and attempts to do phone banking were what triggered the security freeze and the call to us, once the security department called up my profile as the other name on the joint account and compared addresses. The bank officer thinks it was a case of identity theft to set up money-laundering accounts, possibly through mail theft to get HRH’s info. His SIN wasn’t compromised. So other than losing a few hours yesterday calling institutions to freeze the automatic withdrawals that come out of the joint account, talking to Services Canada about what to do if the SIN was stolen, and the hour and a half this morning doing paperwork and updates, the only thing that has been lost is yet more faith in mankind, some hours of sleep, and decent moods.

Our bank people rock. They jumped all over this, and the security department is dealing with the tracing of the thief. I hope to all the gods they nail the bastard. Because we know we’re not the only ones to have been hit, and no one should get away with this kind of thing. Ever.

4 thoughts on “Growl

  1. Rosy

    I just pop by to say “hi and I miss you on my LJ friend’s page” and this!

    I’m so glad that it worked out okay, outside of the worry and aggravation.

  2. Phnee

    What a bunch of crummy, nasty, horrible… I’m trying to think of a word that won’t get my comment put into your moderation queue and not finding it. :P

    I’m glad it wasn’t worse than it was, and really furious with those… still can’t think of a word… who have made your life unnecessarily difficult and frustrating.

    *grr*

  3. lu

    Very glad to hear that no money was taken from you and that there weren’t more serious reprecussions that came of this.

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