Late Charges
Irving, my father in law, just got a new credit card. Not such a big deal you say? Well, the fact that he has been dead for over thirty years, really got our attention. I know that both corporations and the Feds can pursue us beyond the grave to collect debts, but I didn’t realize that good credit could also call to corporate America from the grave.
Of course, we immediately called the card’s fraud division, fearing identity theft. They assured us that he was still a good and reliable customer with a faultless credit rating. He might even qualify for a higher credit limit with such a spotless record. No outstanding balance. No late charges for the late Irving. No charges at all. You’d think that after 30 years this might have gotten their attention. I guess they were too busy investing in bad loans.
When we asked for an explanation, they vamped that this was a converted account from an old charge card he’d had with Macy’s. We pointed out that at the time of his demise there was no Macy’s in Los Angeles and he never had a charge card—not even for gas.
We know that throughout this great country of ours the dead are so, well, dedicated that they still vote. But now we also know that they can still get a charge out of life.