Well, I just finished typing a whole long post about how I think the sales clerk at Goodwill stole my credit card and the whole post got lost in Bloggerville somewhere. There is now a small fire in my oven from the chocolate cake that overflowed in there on Saturday so I don't have time to re-write the whole post, but here's the bottom line of the story.
Yesterday I returned something to Goodwill, the sales clerk messed with my receipts to get me to look away from my card, I believe she took my card at that point and I didn't even know it was gone. I went home immediately after that, which is why, unless I dropped it somehow, which would have been really hard to do with my big huge bag, there's no other way I could've lost it. 45 minutes after I got home the CC company was calling me to tell me about fraudulent activity. So, a closed credit card, and a theif who didn't get any money was the result of my shopping excursion to the ole "Goodwills".
I wrote it more interestingly the first time, but I need to go and attend to my fire now. :)