Bramble Tamble

So, with the new position, I'll be doing some traveling for training in such far-flung locales as Not Here, and as such, am required to apply for a corporate charge card. The prospect of this has caused me great consternation, as you subject yourself to your employer's bank looking at your creditworthiness, and when you click on "submit" on the app, you give permission for the bank to discuss your credit with your employer.

Have I mentioned that my credit score is pi?

Nemesis and I applied for a corporate charge card on the same day last week – it's likely that we'll end up as travel buddies when there's project controller training somewhere - and I knew full well what the end result would be. This knowledge was reinforced when, today, the mail was handed out, and Nemesis received his card in the mail.

I received nothing except a look.

I fretted about this all day, imagining that the next voice to come over the intercom would say, "Mr. Tamble, please report to the division manager's office." And then there would be a discussion about my failure to receive a card due to the fact that my credit history is … ahem … spotty at best, and downright treacherous at worst.

So I spent more time outside smoking today than I would have liked, just to prevent the inevitable discussion from ever starting. I left work without working over this afternoon and went home, relieved that the discussion never took place.

I picked up Son from daycare, went home, pulled up to the mailbox … and the bank had mailed the charge card to my house. I gasped for a moment, then sat in my car next to the mailbox, laughing:

The fools!!!

Because, really, I don't think they know who they're dealing with.

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