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Credit cards are of the devil. There are few feelings worse than being facing the DECLINED commentary in line at the local HEB and since all you have is your mom's credit card that she gave you with a verbal list of what she wants, travel light. In case this has never happened to you (I've been through this several times) the next step in the bad credit card process in that they announce it over a loud speaker. Then the manager comes over. Then they take your groceries to the "special area". And you dance the walk of shame out into the hot parking lot which gets hotter the madder you get. Even worse is going back in to attempt to pay for the second time. o so awful. Do not even be tempted to consider or refer to me as "brave" as I detest that term. Didn't use to but now I really hate it.