@6.30pm. A woman called Jenny rang and, after mentioning my name, she said she was from my bank -which she also named correctly- and she wanted to know a couple of things.
Me: You're calling this time of the night? She: (laughs) We never close, darling and we can call people up until 8.00pm. Can I ask you a few questions? Me: Go on... She: I've got to verify your account first. What is your password? Me: Oh, no, I'm not giving you my password. She: Oh, all right then, I'll just put notes in your account! Me: You'll what? She: Don't worry, I'll just put notes in your account. Me: Oh, OK.
I've just email my bank and told them the story.
Has anyone had this happen to him/her? Never before to me? I don't know if I should be shocked that they knew my name, phone number (it's silent) and bank. How is that possible?
