Every year around this time, we all sit back and reflect on what we’re thankful for. Family, friends and health are the usual suspects. This Thanksgiving, I’d like to extend a long overdue debt of gratitude to a few friends of mine named Chase. I don’t see them anymore, but I still need to say thank you.

I’ve treated you like prostitutes lost credit cards, and I’m sorry. I was cold and transactional, taking you for granted and never recognizing the warmth your invisible electronic safety blanket provided me with when I had run out of Abe Lincolns but not out of Fireball desire. Thank you for payments past, however many payments that was before I neglected you and left you behind at a bar, in a cab, or someplace else I don’t even know about. Gratitude begins today. I’d invite you all to Friendsgiving, if I knew where you were.

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You were my first. Right after college we explored this brave new world together. You were the card I used when I set up an Amazon account, Netflix and even was on file at Sarpinos for late night calzone deliveries. You deserved more. Maybe if our timing was different, we’d still be together for the long haul. I was young and dumb and needed to try out other debit cards – fancy Sapphire cards that gave me triple points for dining at bourgeois restaurants and Quicksilver cards that seduced me with celebrities and mascots. Those cards weren’t me. I just needed time to realize it.

Thank You Chase Southwest Visa Ending in 3417

We earned so many points together 3417. Your generosity allowed me to fly so many friendly skies and make so many memories. Without you, I wouldn’t have traveled to L.A. where my GF and I ran into Christina Aguilera at a fancy lingerie shop (because there were paparazzi outside and we decided to explore, not because we forgot to pack drawers) Las Vegas. San Francisco. Kansas City. So. Many. Weddings. Friendship and love and adventures. That’s what we had 3417.

You also gave me incredible small talk conversation with squares that only like to discuss weather and travel. I got to talk about your incredible points program and all the places I’ve flown for free, the square I was talking to got an erection, and we both carried on happily.

Thank You Chase Freedom Credit Card Ending in 8848

You were my main Gilt account credit card for two years. I think I left you at a bar. I can’t believe that after all those plaid button ups I just left you to sit in a glass cup. The cheap, no tipping card in a glass not even worthy of having Fireball poured into it. I’m sorry. I hope the bartenders were witty and you overheard some hot juicy goss. I’m also sorry that I’ve went back and retrieved lesser credit cards because I left them at a bar that was on my walk home from work. It’s just so easy to request a new card from Chase when it’s cold out. I’m not proud of it 8848. Looking on the bright side, maybe it was meant to be. You’re a Freedom card after all.

Thank You Chase Visa Debit Card Ending in 6843

Ah, 6843. We had some great phone bill memories. I wish I could text you right now. You even had a nickname in my AT&T account: Jake’s Data, because I consistently go over my data allowance and my friends that I’m on a family plan with think that’s funny. Well, what isn’t funny is all of the streaming and texting and video watching you allowed me to do. I definitely used you too much, but it was fun while it lasted.

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I don’t even know where I left you. Chances are it was in a cab. All I can say is I hope it was a great ride. Maybe a babelicious bachelorette party crammed into the backseat and helped you cope with the loneliness. Then the next ride was a group of bros talking about Fast & Furious, their breath thick with Corona, talking about the importance of family. Finally, your last ride was a couple that at first didn’t make sense. He a little nerdy. She a little hot and blonde. He ended up funny and she ended up smart and they ended up together – a beautiful symphony of what love actually is all about. You were there for their first kiss. Their passion as they exited the cab flicking you majestically into a gutter on the corner of Lincoln and Belmont – where we made our first purchase together (and many after) at Chicago’s Pizza.

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I know you were a free spirit. I’m sorry I never got the chance to show you the world. I lost you so quickly. Trust me when I say I feel bad that the only transactions you ever got to make were at Chipotle. A bartender at The Boundary gave you to the wrong person after only three weeks. It was in the middle of the day and the bar was empty! That overachieving bartender gave me someone else’s Southwest card instead (I’m keeping yours safe mysterious Megan C.), so I hope Megan is keeping you warm, and I hope she leads an interesting life with a cool hobbies and a playful dog.

Thank You Chase Visa Debit Card Ending in 2208

I was with you the longest 2208. I felt like we were invincible. I think that’s the biggest lesson you taught me. I cherish every moment now because of you. l’m more careful. If the crosswalk countdown is under 5, I don’t even think about running across the street. I don’t try other people’s craft cocktails anymore. I know how precious things are and how the music can all stop one day out of nowhere. I knew I needed a fresh wallet, but I didn’t do anything about it. Then one day you were just gone. I’m sorry.

I’m also sorry it was so cramped in there. You’ll always be a part of my wallet. I’ll never forget the credits we made together.

I’d also be remiss if I didn’t mention Chase bank. Thank you Chase for never asking questions and for repeatedly sending me new cards. Even when my required description of how I lost the old card says things like “Bar”, or “YOLO” or “Life” or “Quarter Mile at a Time”, you’re always there for me. I’m thankful for you past credit cards, and for all of the purchased pizzas and resulting sweaters along the way.

Happy Thanksgiving.