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Credit Bureau Security Freeze: The (Mostly) Pros and (Few) Cons

As you may recall, as the current identity theft drama materialized, a fraud specialist at Experian recommended placing a “security freeze” on my accounts at all three credit bureaus, Experian, Equifax, and TransUnion. Since she sounded like she knew what she was doing, I went ahead and did that.

And know what she was doing, she certainly did.

Yesterday, after having spent the entire day trying to reach a human at Social Security by way of rerouting my direct-deposited SS checks to the new credit-union account, I finally stumbled upon a live person, late in the afternoon. I’d tried to register myself with SS’s online site and failed, so called a “Help Line” tech — instead of the hour and fifteen-minute wait to reach a human at SS’s main phone number, it only took about ten minutes for this woman to surface.

She said the reason I couldn’t register online at Social Security is the security freezes I set up at the credit bureaus: The government’s site checks with credit bureaus before allowing just anyone to claim they’re you and get online as you.

I said, “So, now I’ve got to go to these bureaus and undo all these security freezes before I can get my check?”

Actually, I was so upset, so frustrated, and so scared that at least one and probably two or three checks are not gonna reach me that I started to cry.

She said no, she could manually enter credit union’s routing number and new account number, which she (purportedly) proceeded to do. Let’s hope she succeeded!

She then said having a credit-bureau security freeze is a good thing, because it goes a long way to prevent identity thieves from hacking into the Social Security Administration disguised as you, even if they have your SS number. Although it doesn’t protect you from all forms of identity theft, it goes far enough toward blocking credit-card and Social Security fraud that she suggested keeping it on the credit bureau accounts permanently.

Consumer’s Union, which has been among those lobbying for security freeze laws, points out that a security freeze costs you a one-time fee of just a few dollars or, in some cases, nothing — credit “monitoring” is an ongoing fee-based service — and it’s more effective because it proactively prevents anyone from opening an account without your permission. All credit  monitoring does is notify you after the barn door has been opened.

A security freeze is different from a fraud alert, which you can also establish with the credit bureaus. A fraud alert tells creditors that you have alerted the credit bureau of possible fraud but does not prevent them from viewing your records. A security freeze prevents prospective creditors, insurance companies, and employers running background checks from seeing your credit file unless you give your consent.

And that is a very, very large benefit when it comes to protecting your privacy! It’s huge.

The trade-off is a degree of inconvenience: for you to open a new credit instrument (such as a credit card, a car loan, or a mortgage), you have to go to all three credit-union sites and jump through the telephone punch-a-button hoops to enter a PIN and lift the freeze long enough to get your transaction through. Then you have to go back and punch buttons again to reinstate the security freeze.

This is not very difficult, though. And not difficult at all compared to the enormous hassle and grief occasioned by an identity theft. On average, most people have to spend 40 hours cleaning up the mess created when some crook opens a credit account in their names.

The credit freeze does not affect your credit score. You still can get your annual credit reports for free. Your existing creditors (and their collection agencies…) can still view your credit files. And the credit freeze does not stop nuisance “pre-approved” credit-card offers from showing up in the mail or by phone.

There are some kinds of fraud the credit freeze does not guard against. For example, the increasingly popular income tax fraud — whereby the hacker fills out a fake income tax return and has a tax refund sent to the address of his choice — is outside the purview of this device. Obviously, if someone steals your credit or debit card, he can rack up some bills (or, with a debit card, drain your bank account and credit reserve). But for anything where a credit search is required, this tool is very valuable.

The State of California has a law that gives you a right to put a security freeze on your credit records. The state’s Web page describing the security freeze is worth bookmarking — it not only explains the process and how to install a freeze, it gives you tools for recovering a PIN should you lose it.

Consumer’s Union recommends that you protect yourself with a security freeze if you’ve learned that your Social Security number has been compromised in a security breach, if your mail has been stolen, if you’ve already had an incident of identity theft, if you’re in the particularly vulnerable age group of 18 to 24, or if you have to carry around a card (like a Medicare card) bearing your SS number.

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Arriving at this knowledge was a freaking nightmare, I’ll tellya. Yesterday devolved into a true day from Hell.

I showed up at the Social Security office in search of a live human right when they opened: 9 a.m. Three parking spots remained in the lot, and one of them was a disabled space. The line to get past the security guard was out the door.

Fortunately, I’d brought my computer so I could work on a client’s book. Took a number and sat in the only open seat that had a little room around it.

There was a reason for that: in front of me were two street people. The woman was high on some sort of drug — in the course of her endless droning conversation with her pal, she remarked that she was taking an extra-heavy dose of oxycodone. The man smelled bad.

Between this woman’s nonstop babbling and the guy’s stink, I couldn’t focus on my work. Finally another seat opened up across the room and I was able to dodge into it before another customer could beat me out.

So I sat there for an hour and a half!

To no avail: at 10:30 I had to leave to go to a real appointment. Thence to La Maya’s house for lunch. By then I was so rattled I carried a bottle of wine over there for a house gift…i.e., as the day’s drug of choice.

La Maya doesn’t drink much, but in due time La Bethulia showed up, fresh from a job interview that sounded extremely promising. So between the two of us we consumed about 4/5 of the bottle.

Back at the Funny Farm, the telephone awaited. After first trying to get through on the Social Security web page, I did have the luck to reach the CSR described above and, with any luck (please, God!!) got my checks routed to the new checking account.

Meanwhile, the magazine writing students had posted their final papers: 15 of those also awaited. Read papers until about 9:00 p.m., at which point I fell face-forward into the sack.

In all this flailing around, I forgot to plug in the lights I hung in the trees to try to protect them from the frost. So the lime tree will probably lose about a third of its canopy. Still…at 6 this morning, before sunrise, it wasn’t cold enough to destroy the oranges, I don’t think.

Thank heaven for small mercies.

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This post was kindly included in the Carnival of Personal Finance at Money Life and More.

Hey! Bosch Has Got REAL Service Reps!

And — get this! — Bosch service representatives actually answer the phone!

Readers Elissa and Jestjack remarked that they thought the dishwasher repairman I described yesterday — the one with the side gig where he peddles cut-rate appliances to his employer’s customers — sounded a shade on the sketchy side.

Well, come to think of it, so did I. And when I went online to try to learn more about the worn-out “impeller” he claimed was the problem ($350, + …maybe not worth it if he could come up with a new Bosch for $450 or $500), a great deal more suspicion was cast upon “Richard” and his line of bull.

A Google search with terms combining “impeller,” “Bosch,” and “dishwasher” in various creative ways comes up with next to nothing. The most intelligible post I could find on the subject claimed that if the “impeller” isn’t working, the washer won’t drain. But this washer drains just fine. Otherwise…scarcely a mention. Eventually it occurred to me to call the customer service number glued to the side of the dishwasher door, on the same tag that reveals the model and serial numbers.

So having remembered that customer service number in the middle of the night, by light of day I called Bosch and asked the owner of the male voice that answered if he could please tell me what an “impeller” is, what it looks like, and how the washer would behave if it’s not working.

He said, in short, “Huh?”

I explained that I thought a repairman was trying to scam me and recited the story.

He said, “Maybe the guy defines an ‘impeller’ differently than I do, but … take a look on the inside of the tub.”

“Yeah?” from inside the washer.

“See that pipe going up the back?” I’d have called it a small duct, but yup, I saw the pipe going up the back.

“The impeller is what pushes water from where the lower spray arm is, in the bottom of the tub, up  that pipe to the top spray arm, the one that’s attached to the upper rack. All it does is get water to the upper spray arm.”

“Uh huh…”

“What’s your washer doing? What’s wrong with it?”

I explain that it fills with water fine but then the wash cycle doesn’t kick in. He says probably the problem is the circulating pump, which is what causes the water to slosh around inside the machine to wash the dishes. A new one costs $138. Plus of course the cost of labor.

Bosch has one, count him, (1), authorized service man in this area. He says the guy will charge me $99 to walk in the door. I say I’ve already paid $90 to get a crook in the door but I don’t object to paying about the same to lure someone who’s not going to rip me off. He says Bosch will eat the “diagnostic charge” if I will pay the parts and labor. I remark that I have no objection to paying for the replacement part or for the guy’s work, since a man has to eat, after all.

In the course of conversation, I say that repairmen have told me all appliances on the market today are engineered to give out in seven years, and the Bosch in question is about nine years old. So I’m not anxious to do repairs on something that’s going to fall apart like the minister’s one-hoss shay.

He now says that a dishwasher is a surprisingly simple device. It basically consists of a couple of pumps, a water heater, a couple of spray arms, and a control board. As long as the tub doesn’t rust out — an unlikely event given that mine is made of stainless steel and does not get banged around — the thing should run practically forever on the strength of an occasional replacement part. Forever, or until Bosch quits making the parts, which isn’t happening anytime soon.

The Bosch CSR’s attention now turned to Accredited Appliance and its service dude, Richard. He wanted their phone number. Expressing considerable interest in Richard’s sales tactics, he took the time to look the company up in Bosch’s records. It appears that Richard is about to land squarely in the dog house.

LOL! Nothing like the hive mind, is there?

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Bosch Customer Service:
1-800-944-2904

Consumer Alert: HOLY Mackerel!

For heaven’s sake, this morning’s news has not one, not two, nay, not even four or five, but six hair-raising consumer alerts. DUCK, my friends! INCOMING!!!!

Cherry_LipsFirst off, for the gents: You’ll want to ask your lady friend to kindly wash her face before you smootch her the next time. Those lush, sexy lips she’s got on? Toxic.

We girls have known for a long time that lipstick is full of lead, as well as a cocktail of other heavy metals. That doesn’t seem to stop us from plastering it on — often several times a day. We do need to look, uhm, “professional” in the workplace, after all. And we certainly need to look attractive for our guys. Yeah.

The chief toxicologist for the Personal Care Products Council, an industry group, remarks that “metals are ubiquitous.” Among those metals are lead (of which the FDA has now said there is no safe level), aluminum, cadmium, cobalt, aluminum, titanium, manganese, chromium, copper, and nickel. Mmmm…num num!

So you say all that copper plumbing in your house makes you feel more confident that you won’t have to get the shack replumbed between now and the time you pay off the mortgage? Mmm-hmmm. Might want to use the savings to buy some long-term care insurance. We’re now being told that the copper we lap up over the course of a lifetime — much of which leaches into the water from that fine copper plumbing — may contribute to Alzheimer’s disease. Copper is, admittedly, a necessary mineral nutrient…but too much of it is just too much of a muchness.

How do you like your Bud…light, Ice, or regular? Doesn’t matter: all three of them, along with Steel Reserve and Colt 45, rank among the five beer brands that account for a third of all visits to emergency rooms.

Well. That’s what you get for not having the taste to buy a decent hand-made craft beer. {sniff!}

Thought you were cleaning up your act by cutting out the meat? Maybe not so much. Tempeh, favorite ingredient in fake meat substitutes, has been linked to a large outbreak of salmonella poisoning. GIVE UP! Take yourself to Burger King and order a nice, well-done Whopper.

Really very, very well-done.

Taco Hell has a new delectable to tempt your taste buds: waffle tacos stuffed with your choice of fruit or chicken. One word: EEWWWWWW!

If you’re not scared, very scared yet, it’s never too late: Lyme disease is spreading 10 times faster than previously imagined. Don’t worry. You can learn to love the scent of Off!

Speaking of mackerel, you’ll be pleased to learn that mackerel is one of the fish least likely to be contaminated with mercury. {sigh} Thank heaven for small mercies. I guess.

Image: Cherry Lips. Camila Zanon. Licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic license.

OMG! Actual CUSTOMER SERVICE!!!

I couldn’t believe it. Yesterday I experienced an instance of real, genuine customer service from a telephone customer service rep. The employer of this paragon? Bosch appliances.

The Bosch in my kitchen, which at about six years old can be described, in today’s dystopic world, as “aging,” dropped the sprayer arm off its upper rack. A Bosch has a rotating sprayer arm in the bottom of the tub and another rotating arm attached to the bottom of the upper rack.

Well, you’re supposed to take each arm off and clean it now and again, so in theory I know how to put it together. But it would not go back on.

I called my favorite appliance dealer here, hoping they could tell me what I was doing wrong. Their CSR couldn’t figure it out and gave me a phone number. When I called that, the phone tree made it clear the line was for merchants. But as I was listening to the robot yack, I noticed the sticker bearing the serial and model numbers happened to have a customer service number. Hung up on the robot, called the number on the sticker, and lo! Quickly reached a live human being!

Can you imagine?

If that weren’t amazing enough… I asked her if she could give me a URL for a diagram that would show how the parts were supposed to fit together. She said she would e-mail a PDF of their parts manual. “On page  6,” said she, “you’ll see a schematic that shows how that piece goes together.”

Before I could walk back to the computer, the thing had hit the in-box.

And well. Yeah. At a glance it indicated a part was missing…where should I find it but on the bottom of the tub, where it had fallen off and bounced beneath the lower rack. Noooo problem! Snapped the gadget together, and it clicked right into its place on the upper rack.

I always cringe whenever I have to jump through those frustrating, infuriating telephone-tree hoops. Is there anything more disingenuously insulting than a robot voice going on about how “we value your business”? Dude! If you valued my business you’d pay someone minimum wage to answer the flicking phones!

At Bosch, I did have to climb past one limb of a phone tree. But it wasn’t too annoying: the CSR in question came on the line after one punch-a-button before finding a live person. She was sane, polite, and she actually spoke real, unaccented, idiomatic English. Absolutely mind-boggling.

It paid for the extra cost of a Bosch.

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The Bargain Tax

Check this out:

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Translation:

Today I returned a lifetime supply of Roundup to Costco, because I couldn’t open the damn consumer-proof container and because on reflection I decided I didn’t want to open it.

I paid a penny less than $40 for it and expected to get that much back. When the guy said “That’ll be $33 back on your credit card,” I said “Huh?” He said, “You got a $9.00 coupon.”

Ohhhhkaayyyy….

But…look at the amount of tax they refunded, shown on the green receipt: $3.63

That tax is not on the reduced amount I paid. It’s on the full freight of the pre-“coupon” price.

See? I paid $29.99 for the stuff, and they charged me tax on a $38.99 purchase.

In Arizona our sales tax is almost 10%. So that amounts to an 84-cent difference.

Peanuts, you say? Well. Consider how much merchandise a single Costco store moves, to say nothing of Costco’s thirteen stores in the Greater Phoenix Metropolitan Area.

At this time of year, Roundup is a hot item in Phoenix. Every one of those 87 berjillion fake “desert-landscape” yards sprouts a bumper crop of wazoo-high weeds after the winter rains. Basically what it means is that just about everyone who lives in a house craves to buy Round-up. Last I heard, the Phoenix GMA was home to about two-thirds of Arizona’s population, to the tune of something over 1.5 million households.

Think of that. Let’s say a half-million of them live in apartments. That would give us a potential market, for the wee overcharge, of $.84 x 1 million, or $840,000. Not a bad profit, on a bit of bookkeeping sleight of hand.