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Jul. 16th, 2005 07:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Mark: You mean Jasmine's /still/ your friend, after all this time? Why?
Stephanie: You're going to make me cry!
Me: People don't make Stephanie cry. People make Stephanie hit them with bricks.
[/random phone conversation]
Well, I can finally get married, as long as "Until a failed saving throw do you part" is included in the vows. Seriously, I'm remembering that line.
Hendrix has finally figured out I don't /really/ have insurance; I have until August 3 to prove to them otherwise, or they automatically sign me up for their $450/year shit, that still leaves a $50 deductible OR 20% of certain shit, none of which I can afford. What, do they think I don't /want/ healthcare? I'd love it, but not at the expense of eating on Saturdays, or having money for other shit. Crap. Now I have to call these fucks and harass them, and god knows they won't know what the fuck they're doing; Hendrix business office never has. I'm about to spend a third of my life on hold to talk to these idiotfucks.
So do I mock up some clever sham of having insurance, call them up and win out by sheer bitchery, or scramble to get 500 bucks to fork over for no reason? Maybe I should make it a poll...
Stephanie: You're going to make me cry!
Me: People don't make Stephanie cry. People make Stephanie hit them with bricks.
[/random phone conversation]
Well, I can finally get married, as long as "Until a failed saving throw do you part" is included in the vows. Seriously, I'm remembering that line.
Hendrix has finally figured out I don't /really/ have insurance; I have until August 3 to prove to them otherwise, or they automatically sign me up for their $450/year shit, that still leaves a $50 deductible OR 20% of certain shit, none of which I can afford. What, do they think I don't /want/ healthcare? I'd love it, but not at the expense of eating on Saturdays, or having money for other shit. Crap. Now I have to call these fucks and harass them, and god knows they won't know what the fuck they're doing; Hendrix business office never has. I'm about to spend a third of my life on hold to talk to these idiotfucks.
So do I mock up some clever sham of having insurance, call them up and win out by sheer bitchery, or scramble to get 500 bucks to fork over for no reason? Maybe I should make it a poll...
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