Interestingly enough, today someone came to this very-same blog page who works at Bank of America. It's interesting because if you look down at the right-hand side of the page, you'll notice that I say something not very nice about BofA, a thing I just put up there last night. Turns out, however, that the person who came to my Web site came to it through a search for "shower softball" (God only knows what that is) and not because I dissed them on my Web site for screwing me over my credit card bills.

This morning I called BofA to find out what was up with my credit card. The problem is that instead of having to pay my usual monthly fee of $50, I owe those lovely people over $250. This despite having them call me every morning for a month last month to square up my bill, which I finally did. I was told, in pretty plain terms, that my credit card is now okay and that everything is now fine. A month later, I'm not. Once again, I'm over my limit despite the fact I cleared it up last month and haven't used it in ages. Turns out the reason I'm once again over the limit is because I got hit with a bunch of "annual" fees, not to mention "processing" fees and the always troublesome "double secret probation" fees. All of these fees added up to once again, put me over the credit card limit. Because of all this, I was, of course, now hit with the "over the limit" fee.

In other words, I was free and clear of any excessive penalties on my credit card up until BofA hit me up with all sorts of whacky fees, and got me in trouble again.

So, if Mr. (or Mrs.) Bank of America happens to come upon my site once again to get their fill of softball porn, I have one little thing to say to you and your wonderful little company- bite me.