Oh No, A Letter For Me?

I always dread when I get a letter. It's probably bad news that came later than it should have. Most of the time it isn't, though, but it does give me anxiety when I see my name on it.

Today I came home to a letter for me. Dad said it felt like there was a card in it. I had no idea why I would get sent a card. I was even more confused when I found it was a new debit card, when my current one (which I only got last year) doesn't expire for a few more years.

Well, I had to call and ask about it. Last year I got sent a new card after receiving a text about a "suspicious transaction", but I'd had no such text this time. Apparently it's all done by a computer so I guess a text this time must have slipped through the cracks.

So tomorrow I'll have to change all my payment details and stuff. I would do it now, but I have to make a contactless payment on the bus tomorrow (unless this feeling I've had in my throat all day turns out to be a terrible cold, please don't be!) so it's better if I do that first before I activate my new card at a cash point or something.

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