Name withheld to protect the drunk
So last night was the first time I've ever had to call someone a cab (she got home fine, although I discover via MSN today that she managed to skin her knees and possibly break a toe while trying to put on pyjamas, which is kind of hilarious), and so many people got ridiculous last night that the fact I was sober by the time I went to bed at 1(!) means I am now better off than pretty much anyone. Except I woke up at 9 in the morning and don't seem to be getting back to sleep. And Ben just left to go to Oakville with Dad, which would be kind of surreal enough (considering he feels like, and I quote "a bag of hammers" and injured his thumb in the pit last night) except that Dad also had our share of the insurance money. Normally free money is awesome, but I don't exactly feel good about this particular batch.
Also, if Knucklehead play your town, go see them. Good stuff.
Also, if Knucklehead play your town, go see them. Good stuff.
Insurance money?
Posted by
Aaron Jacklin |
7:32 PM
Remember, my grandmother passed away.
Posted by
Ian |
7:36 PM
That's very sad; insurance agents seem to stop at nothing to sell life insurance to people who don't need it.
I once had a friend of mine in the insurance industry try to convince me that I needed to buy life insurance for myself. It's as if they are brainwashed to the point where they believe their own lies.
Posted by
Anonymous |
8:00 AM
Considering how many of the costs surrounding her death were paid by the insurance, I'm not so sure we didn't need it.
Posted by
Ian |
10:44 AM
I just wrote a whole 'nother rant about the economics of life insurance, but I decided not to post it.
In the end, your grandmother had a dignified funeral, and your family didn't need to worry about money during a difficult time. That is what matters.
Posted by
Anonymous |
1:49 PM
We are agreed on that, and I appreciate you holding off on the rant.
I mean, most times I'll shoot the shit about life insurance gladly, but not now.
Posted by
Ian |
2:11 PM