Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Further Paranoia

This post gets a lot of hits from the search term: "Paranoia paranoia everybody's coming to get me." (It's surprising the number of people who are running that particular search lately. That song is just so old.)

Lately I've been realizing I'm slipping into that strange paranoia mode as well. Still not to the same extent as Mark, but somewhat.

My paper shredder is in my office. Out of fear of identity theft, I bring all my cash advance checks and credit card offers into the office from home for the purpose of shredding them...

... but then lately I've taken to reaching into the trash can to take out two or three slivers of the shredded checks, and taking them to a different trash can in the office, just so that no one who actually does go through those pieces of paper will be able to find a complete document in one can.

I know, I know. [hangs head in shame]

5 comments:

anne said...

And there I was, thinking that deleting my whole internet history and favorites before I left my job were pushing it a bit...

katie said...

That does seem to be a bit much, but better safe then sorry? If it makes you feel anybetter, everytime I get something new, rather than throw the box away in my garbage cans, I put them in the neighbors. That way robbers won't target me (already been robbed once this year!). So I guess I am crazy too.

p.p. said...

Um... I don't even tear up my credit card checks. But since I have zero dollars in the bank...

ericorbit said...

I do that too. And if I don't spread out the papers into more than one trash can I make sure all banking, credit card documents and reciepts are torn into a billion pieces. I also do it with perscription bottles... I rip off the sticker with my name and address on it. I don't need people all in my pill-poppin' bizness!

Dennis! said...

Anne: I would do that too. Especially to clean up the porn histories. And the temporary files which are, in fact, pictures of naked people.

Katie: Before I take my boxes down to the trash area, I take a big black magic marker and block out my name and address. It's not terribly effective, but I do it anyway.

Peter: All your money is stored under your mattress?... :)

Eric: Gee, thanks a lot. Now I'm going to have to start tearing up the labels from my prescriptions too....