Of course. I mean, changing your payment method based on a single user report is daft. That's why I thought to myself, "Hey stupid, you've had half a dozen successful Wise transactions with QSC in the past month and a half, why stop just because one user had one of his two payments flagged?" So, admittedly quaking with trepidation, I used Wise to pay QSC again, just like nothing had happened to that one guy, just like I had every time before, and you know what? I was flabbergasted to see it just went on through somehow, just like every other time. I don't know what's wrong with me. My therapist says I have a ruined gambler's instincts, that I would wire my every last dollar to Qingdao, if it wasn't for him billing me so much to keep some of it in the domestic economy. Patriot. I'm such a fool sometimes. I was spending everything that my therapist wasn't then garnishing from me on compounded zepjarotide. I was paying like $12 per milligram. Then I found these places on my computer were virtual randos would tell me how I can get zepjarotide acetate from Symbionese gangsters, mailed to my door for like 53 CENTS a milligram. Fifty-three cents! The only trick was I had to send them money **before** I got the stuff. An obvious scam, I know. I mean, who would believe it? Me! I believed it. Someone said it would work and like a fool in a Doobie Brother's song, I believed and I saw . . . myself making order after order, sending more and more and more money off to the land the KMT forgot, using an app called "Wise." The Wise man has the power to reason away his fears, when after two days NOTHING has arrived in the post from vendoria. All that money gone. I see Tracy just laughing at me, rolling around on a bed of my dollars, sensuously reconstituting and shooting up with my peptide while listening to White Rabbit sung in Jiaoliao. This is what runaway risk tolerance does. It will ruin you. "It worked for that one guy." "Yeah. He like sent the money and got solid product." Why did I think a single data point was material to rational decision-making? Now I have nothing except Tracy reconstituting my money from Wise and shooting it in the jugular, laughing. Listen to my warning. It's the only information you'll even need. Don't be like me. Don't send Tracy money with Wise.