I used my credit card in the conservatory earlier this afternoon. Moved into the lounge and went to place another order. Where is my card? I thought I brought it with me. No, must have left it in the conservatory. I’ll get it when I get to the checkout. The dog is making a chewing sound. Sounds like a pen being bitten. Hang on, it’s my card!!! The edges are all chewed up but all the relevant info is there. Won’t go in a card machine and contactless may or may not work.
I rang the lost and stolen card section of my credit card provider and couldn’t stop laughing as I explained. A new one is being sent with the same numbers so I can carry on using the old one online.
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