My Netflix account got hacked by someone from the Netherlands. Or maybe it was someone close by, but they just routed their info through a series of networks in Europe.
I don’t know how these things work. The closes thing I ever got to hacking was trying to forge my parents’ signature on a report card where I got a B because I was too scared to show it to them. Asian disappointment leads to guilt which leads to comfort eating.Asian disappointment leads to guilt which leads to comfort eating. Click To Tweet
Yeah, I know: the root of all my problems.
Back to the hacker: they love watching The Wiggles, Adam Sandler movies and Monkeybone with Brendan Fraser. Did you know I went to school with Brendan? Sort of. He was in eighth grade when I was in the third grade. He never spoke to me).
And everything was watched with subtitles.
People are trying to fuck with me.
I spent almost 45 minutes chatting with ‘John’ at Netflix last night. I changed my email address twice. Changed my password twice. Logged out of all devices several times.
John told me if I took all these safety precautions, my account will be safe – most definitely!
This guy used more exclamation points than I do and my trust issues started to rear its ugly head.
I told him I took said safety precautions several weeks ago and my account still got hacked by, I’m assuming, the same Dutch hacker. There’s a long pause, as if he’s building suspense, and then he types everything he just said minutes earlier. TWICE.
I feel like I’m conversing with a robot. And ohmygod, did I chat with Skynet? *Shudders. If your Netflix account gets hacked, don’t chat with John.
Can someone please explain The Wiggles to me? Because I’m too heebejeebied out to watch even one minute of that show. Even the toddler shakes her head no when she sees them on Netflix. And this is someone who picks shit up from the floor and licks it.