A Few Rants and a Rave

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First of all, can we just bury that man…uhm…person, already??   And Al, would you please just shut up!!  Now that I’ve got that out of my system, are you ready for some random and useless rants?  Too bad because I’m going to air them anyway.

First on my list of official rants is insurance companies.  All of them.   My friend is being jacked around royally by her insurance company.  The same insurance company that cashed their premium check each and every month for years.  The same insurance company whose agent was standing at the fire telling everyone who would listen, just how much coverage she did or didn’t have.  The same insurance company who, the night her husband died, showed up at her house drunk and crying and telling everyone how much life insurance he had just purchased.  Now the whole town thinks she’s rich because no one knows she didn’t get said life insurance because that same insurance company decided they didn’t need to pay that premium because they hadn’t mailed her the policy yet, even though they’d cashed the check, approved his physical results and everything else they required.  They also won’t pay her for her burned contents because they don’t believe she had such nice stuff even though they themselves took inventory of what was left and waited 4 months and then demanded to see everything again even though they’d released the house and paid her to have it all hauled off and dumped.  I wish I could say the name of this forking worthless piece of crap insurance company but I’d be afraid they’d send their loud mouth drunk agent to my front door to deal with MY mouth.

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Next is…..well, insurance companies.   In this next case, it’s health insurance companies whose agent regales you with the benefits of handing them a huge f**king check each month in exchange for them taking care of your medical bills and you do just that for a very long time without having them pay out a single damn dime to any doctor, hospital, pharmacy or any other medical payment on your behalf, only to send you another letter saying your premiums would increase by 200 dollars so they could take more of your money and still pay nothing on your medical expenses….oh, and have a nice f**king day.

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THEN……. oops I’m yelling…..then they call you and conduct telephone interview after telephone interview and ask questions like “have you had any reason to see a doctor in the last 52 years other than the 14000 other reasons we’ve already covered during this hour long interview?”  *o.k. so I paraphrased that a bit*   Then they expect you to remember exact dates and give you such broad questions that there is no way in hell you could ever say “no” to any of their questions and you know if you say “yes” then that will give them another reason to a.) raise your premium from originally quoted or b.) deny you coverage or c.) exclude anything they could possibly have to pay on so it will do you no good to buy their damn insurance anyway.

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Do I sound bitter?  It’s NOT just your imagination, if you think I do.

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O.k. what’s next on my rant list, you asked?  Even if you didn’t ask, I’ll probably tell ya.   It’s the heat.  It’s HOT here in the south.  I feel like the wicked witch in the Wizard of Oz…..I’m melting…….I’m melting…..arghhhh…..I’m melting….. I sort of look like her too but we won’t go there at this time.   It’s so hot that our pool water is hot.  I’ve been in the pool exactly 6 times this entire summer and every time I get in I start looking around for the soap and wash cloth because it feels like bath water.  I’m not kidding either.

Our gazillion plants that HBL just HAD to plant are suffering which means HBL suffers trying to keep them all watered which means then I suffer trying to keep HBL from having a heat stroke and melt down from all the work he’s got to get done.  Yes, I help sometimes but I just can’t handle the heat like I use to.   I melt, remember?   *wink*   Seriously though, I don’t know if it’s my age or what but heat not only causes me to sweat profusely, it makes me sick to my stomach.  That’s my excuse and I’m stickin to it!  Besides, the cracks in the ground are getting so wide I’d probably fall in and then you’d never hear from me again. *stop smiling*

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Next on the rant list is my job.  I make my living in real estate.   Enough said?  Yep, that’s what I thought.

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Then we move on to the last rant of the day *I hear you cheering* and it’s Sullen Teenager aka ST.  He’s turning 15 next month *if I live that long* and he breaks my heart and/or makes my blood boil every single day.  Will it ever end?

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FINALLY *you said* and last but certainly not least is the “rave” part of this post.  Hunka Burnin Love is the one who is feeling the brunt of all these things I’ve been ranting about even if he IS the one who keeps buying more plants and he does it (most of the time) without complaint.   He makes my life so much easier and puts a smile on my face (most of the time) without asking for much in return.  AND he puts up with me even when I’m sure he’d rather not.

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To HBL:   Honey, I think I’ll keep ya but if you bring home another damn thing to plant in the yard, you’d better dig the hole six foot long and 3 foot wide because you’re going in too!! 

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HAPPY TRAILS, Y’ALL