Rejected for a Gap Visa—Why Me?

My daughter ,son in law and two  grand daughters drove from Canada to visit with me in Florida and also to escape the bitter cold. One day they took a break from swimming and baking in the sun {wearing sun screen of course } to do a little shopping. One of the shopping spots was the Gap where the girls chose a number of things for camp. It came time to pay and we were informed if we applied to open a Gap card we would get a discount. I volunteered to do so. We received the discount and I didn’t think any more of it–that is until today….

A letter came in the mail from a Florida Bank acknowledging a request for a credit program with Gap Visa. The letter went on to say that my request was reviewed and denied  because I did not score well compared with other applicants. The reason is  listed below.

CREDIT BUREAU REPORTS APPLICANT IS DEAD

Well!! I don’t like to question authority but I feel very much alive  most of the time. When I pinch myself it hurts and the last time I looked in the mirror I was there.

I was feeling 100 percent confident that I still exist until  this evening when I tried to respond to an Evite to a relatives wedding. I keyboarded in my first name and then my last name  and then I pressed submit.The screen flashed stating “No Match Found.” Even so I suspect I am still living on earth and I intend to convince the credit bureau of this fact.How many phone calls, swear words, emails and letters do you think it will take before either I get the issue resolved or  I am arrested for harassment?

About epsnider

E.P SNIDER is the pen name that I used to publish "WHY ME- a memoir". I used a pen name so as not to embarrass my spouse, my offspring, their offspring, my grand dogs and my friends. A dream came true when I had my first book published at the age of sixty-nine. "WHY ME? "is a collection of memoirs recounted from various stages of my life and the lives of those that I love or like at least some of the time. Most of the incidences are humorous-some are not. I am a senior but I feel more like a junior except for the aches and pains. When I look in the mirror I often see my mother or some other aging lady with wrinkles and sun spots. The amount and depth of wrinkling depends on which mirror I am looking into, the degree of lighting and how well my skin absorbed the moisturizing cream that day. Although I am mature in years, maturity is definitely not one of my virtues. If something strikes me as funny I get the giggles. Most of my family and many of our friends have a rather warped sense of humour-so I giggle a lot. Laughter plays an important role in our lives. My friends were a significant inspiration for me to begin my writing career. For the past number of years hubby and I have been spending part of the winter season in Florida to escape the sometimes bitter cold climate in Toronto Canada. Every year I send emails to those left behind. To my delight they find my emails to be hysterical and a cure for their winter doldrums. They compare my style of writing to that of the late Erma Bombeck. For those of you not familiar with the author-- she was a beloved American humorist in the 1970's and 1980's. I have loved literature and creative writing from an early age. I spent some of my growing up years in Alberta and won a prize for a best poem commemorating Alberta's bicentennial year. My grade seven teacher was a large and forceful woman, with white hair and course bristly white chin hairs to match. We were all intimidated by her and thus listened intently as she drilled us about parsing sentences and adverbs and adjectives. She provided me with a good basis of the English language. In addition to "Why Me" I have had a short essay published in a book of assorted memoirs by Canadian woman. I currently write for our Toronto Condominium newspaper. I hope to do more writing, although I am not sure if my family can cope with any more of my meltdowns when blocks of written material mysteriously disappear off of my computor. I admit I am computor and electronically challenged, but I will persevere. - - - - - - - - - - - Writing has been a passion of mine through out my life. Ever since I took a step forward and entered into the world of computers, a new world of opened up for me. I found myself engrossed in writing emails with lengthy updates about my life's recent highlights. To my delight, people found me...funny! I then offered to write for my condo newsletter, and I recently had a short memoir published. For the last several years I became glued to my computer, transferring my hand-written life adventure notes to an actual story of my life's defining moments. Finally, at the age of 69, I was done... I wrote a book! AND it's actually published. People are reading it. People are enjoying it. I am thrilled! Plus, it's one of the greatest gifts I could ever give my family. Talk about a dream come true. My advice to you: Think positive, keep your eye on the prize, and you too can enjoy as your dreams and desires come to fruition.
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2 Responses to Rejected for a Gap Visa—Why Me?

  1. 😀 “giggles”, this is so not funny Elaine, but the way you write about it is very humorous. Especially about the credit bureau, Keep at them. It usually takes them about 90 days to make any corrections if you contact them once a week. Of course I’ve never had them declare me dead-might take some doing to convince them they’re wrong.

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    • epsnider says:

      I am so tired of trying to rectify screw ups. I will admit some of the screw ups are mine but he majority are from banks, insurance companies, utility companies etc. Different individuals within the same company have different opinions and give conflicting information.Often they are located in a different country. “Why Me”?

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