Stolen credit card fun

The card was first mailed to my parents, who forwarded it to me.

It had to be activated by the phone listed on the account. So I called my dad on skype, and had him activate the card with the landline. He asked the rep if s/he spoke French, and was promptly transferred to the Spanish rep. They ended up working it out in English.

Maybe one day I’ll be able to call from any VoIP phone, and caller ID won’t matter much as a security feature. In the meantime, there’s plenty to be amused about.