Those who know me know that when a business ticks me off, one of the ways I get relief is to warn others through punitive blogging. Well, when a business really comes through for me, I like to engage in appreciative blogging, too. Today, it’s all about eBay.
I got frustrated last week because I couldn’t log in and I couldn’t receive any password reminders. I called support, and the nice lady asked me lots and lots of questions, including what some of my old postal addresses were. Satisfied that I was the person I claimed to be, she set the system to send me a link to update the password. The system had some maintenance to run first, so it wouldn’t be coming through on the same day.
Today I got that email and reset my password to something highly complicated. Then I went in and looked at the log.
eBay had totally protected me. It wasn’t just my spacey head forgetting passwords or what I might have changed my email address to. The account really was hijacked. eBay had noticed new transactions that didn’t appear to be from me and had put the account on suspension. They canceled the transactions. I can’t see what the transactions had been for, but I can see the notification and what the email address on the account had been at the time.
Thank you, eBay!
1971 Kawasaki G3TR Bushmaster
- Runs. Not intimidated by hills.
- Passed inspection in October.
- Self-mixes oil and fuel from onboard reservoir.
- Runs on ordinary unleaded gas.
- 5 gears.
- Retrofitted with era-appropriate blinkers.
- Brand new tires.
- Cargo rack.
- Includes shop manual and vintage keychain.
Continuing on personal theology …
Our recent trip to Zion National Park and Bryce Canyon, among other places, reminded me of Devil’s Tower and the fact that it’s a holy place to some people. I can feel it there, and I’d like to go on pilgrimage sometime to pray and meditate there.
I don’t necessarily think that there are places in creation that are inherently more holy than any other places. All of creation is holy for having been created, however that happened.
But I also believe that there are places that, for one reason or another, human beings have felt inspired to worship in. Maybe it was exceptional beauty or unusual quietness or, in this case, an unusual and imposing rock formation. I get the feeling quite frequently that energies or emotions or powerful thoughts can lodge in places and give them a flavor. In worshipful places, that reverent energy can persist over time, giving the place an especially holy feeling. I expect that’s why old churches feel the way they do, and why newly-built ones don’t. People haven’t been praying in them long enough to steep them in reverent energy.
I really like that energy, and it’s particularly nice to encounter it in a natural setting.
Once upon a time I had a crisis of faith and it rocked everything I’d believed in to that point. For a time, I was atheist. It was rational. It was safe.
I was unhappy.
I have atheist friends and they’re just fine. This is not to judge them. Their shoes don’t fit my feet and that’s as it should be. It wasn’t for me. I started again at the most basic place: does God exist?
What an adventure!
Visa Fraud Prevention for the lose! Every time I make a purchase that’s a little big or a little out-of-town, the machine calls me up every couple of hours and asks me for my zip code. I only get as far as 84 when an automated voice says that record is on, and it rejects any further digits. I’ve reported this three times today verifying transactions and the &^%^#*$ thing is still calling me. Punitive blogging!
By the way, I belong to two credit unions in two states of the US. I get this treatment with Visa Fraud Prevention with both of them. It’s definitely the fraud prevention system.
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