It seemed awfully dark, though, as if Daylight Savings Time had started already. But that’s not till next weekend, so I just assumed that there were clouds outside or something and got out of bed to do my business.
Then Diane called out, asking why the radio had gone off when it was only 5:10am, an hour early. I had no good explanation, but I was relieved to know that it was, indeed, dark outside and went back to bed.
An hour later, there was no click; we woke up a few minutes later than usual, less refreshed than usual.
I’ve never had my home electronics play an April Fool’s trick on me before. I think I could have skipped the opportunity today, too.
When I got home, today’s mail brought copies of our credit records from two of the three credit bureaus. It’s amazing that the credit bureau system works at all.
- Experian lists Diane’s birth year incorrectly in the main part of the report, but correctly on the form to send back to dispute errors.
- Experian’s dispute reporting form gets my last name wrong on Diane’s form, and her last name wrong on my form.
- Experian shows some interesting variations on our names (middle initials in error).
- Equifax got both of our birthdates wrong.
For what it’s worth, Experian’s report is much easier to read, and to their credit, they do not print our Social Security Numbers on the report; Equifax’s report is much more cryptic, and they print the SSN right on the report and the dispute form, making the document itself more dangerous.
The good news, though, is that neither report shows anything untoward.
Yet more foolishness
I also got my phone bill today. Apparently some mysterious agency generated a request for Verizon to start billing me directly for my DSL line starting in mid-February, which, strangely enough, is when my DSL line was going up and down like a yo-yo due to mysterious orders to Verizon to cancel the line. My ISP is, of course, also billing me for the line. And, of course, I can’t call them except between 9am and 5pm. *sigh*
David Singer of South Africa found my weblog and posted a message to the discussion group; he and I are clearly not twins, since he’s planning a trans-Atlantic sail, and after my one and only experience with a sailboat (in Biscayne Bay), I’m a confirmed landlubber.