netSpend

Have you ever heard of netSpend?

Neither had I.  Until recently, that is.

I went out as I usually do and checked the mail.  And I brought it in as I usually do and then sorted it.  Lo and behold, there was a piece of important and official looking mail!


Addressed to:  Ernest Bass

This was a great surprise to me, because the only mail any of my pets get is postcards from the vet's office reminding "them" of their upcoming visits.  And his middle initial "T" was missing.


And!  Since Mr. Ernest T. Bass has no thumbs I opened his mail for him.  It was from the friendly folks (don't you just hate that word?) at netSpend.  


netSpend decided that Ernest T. needed to have a Mastercard of his very own. (Now I tried and tried to take pictures of this, but the card has shiny silver numbers on it and glared like crazy, so don't judge the photographer too harshly)

That's right, my pit bull/St. Bernard has credit.  Not just street cred.


After I quit laughing at how stupid this is, I then asked myself "Self, where did these brain trusts at netSpend get Ernest T.'s name?  And why on earth did they decide he needed and DESERVED credit with their fine high-quality institution?"


Like I said, the only other mail he has ever gotten has been from the vet's office.  But then I remembered that Ernest T. has his very own facebook page.  


Mr. Big Ed in all his wisdom decided that Ernest T. needed a facebook page and needs to post things to incite, shall we say, STRONG debate?  Could facebook have sold names and addresses to netSpend?  My guess is yes.


Any ideas as to who will be getting a phone call from me?  As soon as I can find a legitimate phone number for the lovely people at netSpend.