Nothing like a little foot in mouth (or the other end) for the holidays

[gfdublin]

Got a text today with an attachment. I am loath to open any attachment that is suspect, but it was from my dealer, so I opened it. It was a receipt showing service work totaling $248. and that I paid for it on a Visa card. The work was scheduled for today. I paused the excellent movie I was watching and called the dealer, explaining to them that I was sure their systems had been hacked. I pointed out that the car was in my garage, not theirs, that I don't have a Visa, and certainly nothing was done, regardless of their using my name and address. The Service Rep was not helpful but did say it was for detailing. Again, I noted that my car was in my garage and dirty. He transferred me to the Service manager, who is typically a cool-headed, knowledgeable guy. He said, Gary I'm sorry about this and please don't say anything to your wife. Still being a little thick in the head, I was about to say what does my wife have to do with this when he added, "and your daughter". Bingo the light went off, I knew they were out today doing Christmas shopping. Yup, I am an idiot. She bought me a detail on the Nautilus for Christmas. I apologized and assured him I would not tell her and I would act appropriately surprised Christmas morning.

Gary the dummy.

 

[YMark]

At least you spit your foot out before you choked and swallowed it. Merry Christmas.