The weirdest thing happened yesterday, I must share this with you. Yesterday I came home because I had to pick something up, and I already heard the televison when I hadn't even entered. It was on a sports channel (which I usually avoid), and blaring. Couldn't have been my wife, she wasn't even home (and she's not a huge sports fan either). Well, switched it to standby again, and also lowered the thermostat, as it was pretty hot in the house (way too hot, as a matter of fact).
The door bell rang; there was a guy with a huge box for me to sign for. "You're lucky I'm home", I said. He said he was a few blocks down the road and got through that I came home just now, so turned round to deliver. "Don't leave it out too long", he said. It turned out to be 8 literpacks of icecream. Eight?! I hadn't ordered any (though I do like icecream), but he showed me a manifest (or whatever it's called) with my name and address on it, and the mentioning of all the flavours. "I'm not going to pay for 8 liters of icecream", I protested, but he laughed (well, more of a polite grin), and told me it was already paid for, pointing at a few lines of wording which said it was indeed paid for... automatically from my own account.
I protested again, as I don't have an agreement with this icecream business, nor do they have authority to be paid automatically. But the guy was only delivering, he said, and he got kind of itchy, wanting to get on.
I must explain that we have some of the newest web-related gadgets in the house, and I got the queer feeling that we've been hacked. How could he have known I was near my home? Who ordered the icecream; my wife (no, she doesn't even like icecream), the fridge itself? How come the telly was on? I always make sure it's on standby when I leave....
Isn't it frightening? I think I'm going to shut down a thing or two.
