I had one. For years I kept it paid off every month. Then one day my mother tested positive for fourth-stage cancer and my father had to leave work to care for her. They lost their home and their prescription bills were so high that they couldn’t afford to eat. They couldn’t make their mortgage payments and lost their home. I used up my savings keeping them in groceries, then began running up my card so my parents wouldn’t go hungry.
After losing their home and their car and their retirement funds and most of their possessions, my parents finally had little enough left that the State was willing to help them, but by that time my credit card debt had ballooned to almost unmanagable levels. I was only just able to pay off the monthly interest and make a small dent in the overall debt. My Capital One card had a small yearly fee, and because I was paying close to the minimum, this fee – added at the very end of the month so that there was no opportunity to pay it – caused me to miss making the minimum payment after years of faithfully paying on the card. Capital One instantly invoked the small print and jacked my interest rate up to the maximum allowable by law.
Suddenly hammered by massive interest payments, I couldn’t pay down the debt. I was forced to use my entire income to pay the interest, then live on the card because I had no money. As my debt swelled, I began missing payments and the harassment started. I was called every single day, sometimes several times a day, for six months, during which time I was called a cheat, a liar, a scoundrel, a fraud, and a criminal. One of their managers told me I should apply for another credit card so I could use it to pay off this one, and that if I didn’t do this, he would have me charged with fraud.
Eventually the debt – which had now ballooned to almost double with all of the interest, penalties, interest on the penalties, and interest on the interest on the penalties – got sent to a collection agency, which began a multi-year campaign of phone harassment, calling me several times a day for years. At one point they told me that I was going to be charged with fraud for having applied for another credit card while in default – something Capital One had ordered me to do under threat of the same charge.
Eventually, after ruining my credit rating, destroying any hope I might ever have of owning my own home, and causing me repeated bouts of severe depression as a result of their non-stop bombardment of harassment, I ended up on a disability pension which they could not touch. By that time, the two year window they have to take me to court expired, so they could not collect in any case, even if they were allowed to garnish my disability pension. That doesn’t matter to them. It’s now something like six years later, and I still get a non-stop barrage of harassment, name-calling, and legal threats, despite – or rather because of – the fact that they can’t legally collect any money.
So no, I don’t recommend Capital One.