Monday, April 4, 2011

It's Too Late, Baby

I remember when online shopping became available. I jumped on that right away. I love sitting in my sweats at 10 p.m. with a cup of tea or glass of wine ordering clothes, gifts, whatever. Although the wine can be a bad thing because it probably loosens the purse strings.

Because of my broken arm, last week I ordered our groceries through an online delivery service a local grocery chain offers. They deliver everything to your door. They charge $10 but I'm happy to give someone ten bucks to do my shopping, bring it to my door and put it on my kitchen island. I'd probably give them another ten bucks to put the stuff away. I think it actually saves me money because I stick to a list, no impulse buying.

I didn't get into online banking until a few years after the shopping but I pay all the bills I can online. I don't write 100 checks a year. However, I do check our accounts online several times a week to make sure nothing funny is going on. And we do business with a credit union that I know monitors members' credit card activity closely, and I have faith they would spot something before it got too far. But I know, things can happen and there are risks.

Before he got used to it, Paul would see me whip out my credit card to place an online order and ask "do you really think that's safe?" My answer was "it's all over, dear. The info is already out there." And I would remind him that when they swipe his credit card at a restaurant, the info is transferred by modem over the Internet.

A few minutes ago I called the local Toyota dealership to schedule an appointment to fix a recall. No, not the stuck accelerator. I never thought that was anything other than operator error. This has to do with a master cylinder brake thingy.

The young lady in the service department asked when I wanted to bring the car in. I said Friday at 3 p.m. Fine, we'll see you then. Wait. She hadn't asked my name. Half expecting the answer, I asked "Do you know who I am?" "Yes, I see your caller ID and I looked you up in the computer. You're all set, Mrs. S."

See what I mean? It's all over, it's out there.

6 comments:

Pam said...

Kind of scary isn't it?

Debby@Just Breathe said...

Yes it is all out there and I'm not sure I like it but it's too late now.

Michele said...

I love love love online banking. I'm never late for a bill because I didn't time it right or the mail got messed up. Don't even get me started with shopping. I wonder if I could have my groceries delivered? I'd save a bundle. JR likes to go with me and he has no self control. No ice cream and chips end up in my buggie than needs be.

Laoch of Chicago said...

I love home food delivery!

K said...

I love caller ID. The info is everywhere, but credit cards really are pretty safe. I some faud issues and they took care of everything without much hassle.

Midlife Jobhunter said...

I think we are had from many different directions. We are all the way out there and I'm not sure I like that.

 

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