Amateur Hour

Someone took my PayPal account on a shopping trip last night! So nice, my PayPal account doesn’t usually get to go out and have fun.

However, I decided I wanted my six hundred dollars back.

So I suffered through several hours of frustration with PayPal, my bank and my credit card company. Not the most pleasant way to spend my day.

However, I managed to discover the email address of the perp (the police offer who filed my fraud report informed me that “perp” is a East Coast term) with the help of one of the parties who had had items purchased from. A half hour later, and I have his birth date (as in, Month, Day, and Year), preferred email addresses and online aliases, interests, and HOMETOWN. He used the same email address for legal endeavors as he did for his illegal attempt.

Thirteen years old doesn’t excuse stupidity.