March 19, 2003

figure eight

Was meant to be a figure skater.

Forget that am too tall, too broad and lacking in grace. Forget that am not athletic and have barely mastered concept of roller-blading let alone leaping into the air from sheets of ice. Was meant to figure skate. Was meant to be well known for it, too.

So well known that would be impossible for someone to steal my identity, take out loans in my name and ultimately decide not to pay them. So well-known that even should this happen, attorneys from all over the country would be rallying to my defense -- to inflict scorching punitive damages on the persons and companies responsible for such errors of neglect. And in such case, was meant to take such stresses out on the ice. To hear only the music in my head and the scrape of the ice under the razor sharp blades of pristine white skates.

Was meant to hear my father say, "I'm really sorry kiddo." Was meant to hear him finish up with, "Why don't you go put on your skates and twirl around in your building for a while. That always makes you feel better." Because, of course, being a figure skater, and a very well-known one at that, would have my own building in which to skate. And a closet full of pretty costumes.

Am not sure whether or not was meant to have figure skating partner. Seems more likely that was meant be singles skater, twirling to sad Sarah McLaughlin tune, solo in the spotlight. But that is fine. Was simply meant to be a figure skater. Would be happy figure skater, even without partner. As long as had my building, my costumes and my attorneys.

And my own God damned Social Security Number.

Posted by This Fish at March 19, 2003 10:14 AM
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ugh - sorry, fishie. hope it all gets worked out soon.

Posted by: windowsill wendy at March 19, 2003 10:28 AM

You wouldn't want to be Tonya Harding, though.

She's well-known for skating and has probably befriended LOTS of attorneys. She probably wears her old frilly outfits to the Piggly Wiggly. As far as a building, I'm sure the Tonya Harding Women's Correctional Facility is in the works.

Hang in there! Most of us, unfortunately, can empathize with your credit plight.

Posted by: Texas T-bone at March 19, 2003 11:35 AM

You need to check each all three credit bureaus immediately to get this taken care of, or you won't be purchasing a car anytime soon without paying a ridiculously hihg rate.

It is not enough to confront the companies. You need to do some research on the matter, record and or write down all contacts and what was said, and send all correspondence by registered mail.

You are seriously looking at a 6-10 year struggle if you do not become very proactive right now.

http://www.ftc.gov/os/statutes/fcra.htm

http://www.fair-credit-reporting-act.com/

www.privacyrights.org

Don't wait to act. Don't throw up your hands.

Posted by: Jim at March 19, 2003 02:20 PM

You can also write to the credit bureaus and have them annotate your report for all to see.

Posted by: Ric at March 19, 2003 04:00 PM

I think someone should make a comic book out of all of this. You could be a gun-toting figure skater, out for revenge. You had been living your peaceful life, twirling to Sarah McLachlan in your own building, when this credit thing happened. That's when you busted out the machine guns (but stayed dressed in your skating outfit) and crossed the country (maybe by ice? if possible?) to the Aryan state and shot down the duplicitors (which, if it's not already, would be a great name for a rock band).

Posted by: Michael at March 20, 2003 11:47 AM