After my call Friday morning, I went to lunch and tried not to think about identity theft. Turns out, I should have thought about it a little more.
After returning the first package and eating a delicious lunch at the Texas State Capital Grill, I returned to my desk and my Friday continued as a Friday should.
Around 2pm I receive another text from reception, that I have another package waiting for me.
I am certain at this point that I didn’t order anything. In the past 24-hours I did a deep dive into my Amazon account and changed many passwords.
Waiting for me at reception is a HUGE box.
“There’s a huge box here for you!” I believe one of the reception members said.
Much larger than could comfortably be stored in the co-working space our offices are located.
“Well, this is embarrassing,” I think to myself.
I bring the second mysterious box back to my office and open it up, and inside is a multi-pack of dog cones.
You know those things you put on dogs after they have surgery? Yeah, a multipack.
I don’t have a dog.
I found the listing (or one similar) on Amazon.
I called Amazon customer service for the third time in 24-hours.
Once I was connected with a rep I explained the situation again and they again asked me if I could confirm the number on the account that was sending me things. I still couldn’t.
I told them I had returned a package earlier the same day and what did they want me to do with this one?
“You can either keep it or discard the item,” said the polite rep.
I still have them.
Was this the last package?