We have new neighbors across the street. On recycling day today, they left on the curbside 2 open boxes filled with old bills and bank statements. Hello? What year is this? Ever hear of identity theft? This is why I seldom worry about having that kind of thing happen to me. If I act with reasonable precaution and common sense, that's bound to put me in the upper 10% of guardedness because so many people just don't think. And in the meantime, too bad I wasted the mental effort remembering their names because now I can have not only those but their financial wherewithal and purchasing habits as well.
Here's the kind of conversation you can only have if you've been married a really long time:
Me: "I'm still not feeling well. I'm not going to work tomorrow."
Spouse: "Any chance of your getting a haircut soon?"
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