A lesson learned~

Omigosh...i can't believe i spent my 2days off sitting at home and fiddling around with my Facebook account
*faint*
and that probably explains the lack of updates on bloggie....
Is there an illness call "Facebook addiction" -_-

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Moi learned a valuable lesson on my London trip recently.

The day started out pleasantly. I had a really good sleep, spent the whole afternoon walking around Oxford street and making plan to meet up with Ken for dinner.

With my hands full of my Primark goodies (sidetrack abit: If u are ever in UK, remember to make a stop at Primark!!! Their stuff are affordable and value for money) moi decided to head back to my hotel room first before meeting up with Ken.

While i was walking along the corridor to my room, out of the corner of my eyes, i saw a young chap turning into the corridor. My first reaction, of course, was to quickly open the door, dashed in and slammed the door shut. You never know if the person might just pushed himself into the room.

A minute later, i received a call on my hotel phone.

Caller: Excuse me, I'm calling from the reception. My colleague saw u coming into the hotel.
Moi: Ermm...okayyyyy...Yesh?
Caller: well, it appears that there a problem here. Your current room had been assigned to another customer.
Moi: I dun understand *confusion*
Caller: We need to confirm your credit card details. Are you using a Master or a Visa card?
Moi: My company pays for the room charges. We do not use our credit cards.
Caller: You see, madam, our headquarters has come down with a new requirement. We had alot of customers who damaged or destroyed the hotel properties and in order to track them down and recover the cost, we need your credit card information. I just need the first 8digits of your credit card number.
Moi: I have been staying here so many times and this is the first time you are asking for my credit card details.
Caller: It's a new requirement. May i have the first 8digits of your credit card numbers?
Moi: Ermmm...alright...Its XXXX XXXX
Caller: May i have the next 8digits?
Moi: I thought you just need the first 8digits?
Caller: Its JUST for record purpose.
Moi: XXXX XXXX
Caller: And the expiry date?
Moi: MM/YY
Caller: Next, if you look behind the card, you will see a 3 digits number. What's the numbers?
Moi........really really suspicious at this point in time
.........(long pause)
.........(long pause)
it's XXX (a number that i just conjured up in my mind)
Caller: Thank you. Rest assured that nothing...nothing will be credited to your credit card.
and he hung up.
This is the gist of it. I cant remember the full conversation.

Thinking back, throughout the conversation, my sixth sense was really kicking in and my antenna was on HIGH ALERT. The moment he asked moi about the last 3digits behind my credit card, moi realise that it's definitely not right.

Moi immediately called the bank and reported the loss of credit card. Once that's done, i called Tom (it was like 2am in Singapore) and told him what happened. Before i knew it, i was bawling over the phone like a baby cos i felt so totally stupid that i managed to fall for a trick like this.

When moi told Ken what happened when we met up later on.,i could have swore that the look he gave moi was "HOW CAN YOU BE SO XXXXING NAIVE AND STOOPID ".
Of cos he didn't say that outright.

The good thing is, moi realised that i had been duped and cancelled the credit card immediately. Else it's gonna be one expensive mistake if the caller start making online transaction.

I also learned, quoted from TOM: "NEVER NEVER EVER GIVE OUT YOUR CREDIT CARD INFORMATION OVER THE PHONE"
*cut my credit card into half*
Morale of the story: It can happen to YOU too!

After all that had happened, moi cant believe that I'm still in the mood for shopping.

But i did.

Dragged Poor Ken between 2 H&M shops to try this beige coat, like a zillion times.
Cost moi 70pounds (S$210). Darn expensive lor.
Thanks Ken! For accompanying moi up and down Oxford street, in the bloody cold, to buy this coat.