You know what bugs me about having to write down beneficiaries for money? Two things:
1. I have to request or steal the most prized possession of my loved ones — their social security number — then have them indefinitely worry that I will steal their identity or otherwise misuse the knowledge.
2. If I do ask them for the information there’s no happy surprise. “Oh emmm geeeee, Poppy left me money?!?! That’s so RAD!” Honestly, this is the way I prefer to operate so I guess I’ll hafta steal a social security number or two…
I’m bringing this much money to Vermont:
Know why? Cuz I don’t remember the PIN to my bank card. How sad is that? Yah, that’s pretty sad. Clearly I’ll have to rectify the PIN situation or I guess I’ll be writing myself a lot of checks for cash. It amuses me to think of myself at 80, hunched over a counter, writing a check to myself. Maybe I’ll just never fix the PIN issue on purpose.
I don’t think I’ll get to post again for the weekend, so I’ll add in one more money thing: Adam “Warbucks” Avitable is turning one year older on Monday. (What? 31 now? Olllllld.) Please make sure to send your condolences to him sometime over the weekend! And make sure to send him presents in the form of retirement funds. He expects to retire by 35!
Hug the kitties for me tonight. Okay?
Having to ? You don’t plan on conking out anytime soon, do you ?
You have money? Forget the beneficiaries stuff and just tell us all how you made enough money to have some left over!
The dollar must go a long ways in Vermont, compared to the rest of the nation.
Glad you made it there safely (at least that’s what your Twitter post said)
Have fun in Vermont.
I forgot the pin to my debit card once – it saved me a lot of money because going to the bank was such a pain in the ass.
You can reset your pin over the phone for most banks though – I didn’t know that at the time.
I started a new habit of changing my PIN number every 3 months. The other day was the first time at an ATM in a looooong time and spent 2 minutes trying to remember what I changed it to because I’d had the same PIN since 1992.
And I’m not 100% sure you actually HAVE to put down their SSN. Sure, it’s on the form and all, but I heard from a friend of a brother of a dog groomer’s hairstylist nephew that saw a lawyer show once that the onus is on the Insurance company to find the right person, regardless of SSN.
I forgot my PIN, too. For a long, long time. You’ll save plenty for Adam’s retirement that way!
I often forget telephone passwords and online banking passwords. Luckily my PIN is pretty easy to remember
I was going to write something witty, but I was distracted by how striking you are. Seriously. Even when you’re making a silly face.
Even though I DO remember my PIN, there’s still no money on there, LOL
I’m 32!!!
And after eating Junior’s cheesecake, I’d rather retire with cheesecake than money, I think.
Thank you, Poppy. :heart:
Awwww.
Cheesecake is totally better than money.
I have decided that my little old lady eccentricity will be using the word “the” strangely. As in, “I visited The Poppy Cedes today.”
I hope you had a great time!
You forgot the other problem with the beneficiary thing… that being that the people whose social security numbers you asked for suddenly start wondering about all the ways you might meet an untimely death. (No? That’s just me? Never mind then.)