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hiddenmuse) wrote2003-02-02 11:19 pm
hiddenmuse) wrote2003-02-02 11:19 pm
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I will be the first to admit that I have an odd way of dealing with tragedy. Sometimes, I am so hit by the gravity and magnitude of the situation that I really say nothing. Because there isn't anything to say - and silence feels like the best option. When it's something on a smaller scale, I tend to make light of it. I guess because if I'm not laughing, I'd be crying - over something I have no control over, and no hand in. {I believe my internist called it "gallows humor" and complimented me for having such a sense of humor.}
In that vein, I will let my Inner Insurance Geek come out for a moment. (Yes, it's true. All I think about is sex and insurance. But never both at the same time. Okay ... so I'm deeper than that. Really, I am.)
Anyways ... last night, while listening to the BBC, I'd heard a comment that a couple of pieces of the Columbia space shuttle had gone through peoples' roofs. I could only imagine calling the insurance agent with that one: "Hi. I'm calling to report a claim. My roof has just been impaled by part of the space shuttle."
Those ads for State Farm where they say, "Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there" would suddenly be rendered void. State Farm would become the asshole neighbor that constantly reneges on promises.
Still, I have a feeling that the insurance companies would find a way to finagle out of that one. They're sneaky like that sometimes.
In that vein, I will let my Inner Insurance Geek come out for a moment. (Yes, it's true. All I think about is sex and insurance. But never both at the same time. Okay ... so I'm deeper than that. Really, I am.)
Anyways ... last night, while listening to the BBC, I'd heard a comment that a couple of pieces of the Columbia space shuttle had gone through peoples' roofs. I could only imagine calling the insurance agent with that one: "Hi. I'm calling to report a claim. My roof has just been impaled by part of the space shuttle."
Those ads for State Farm where they say, "Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there" would suddenly be rendered void. State Farm would become the asshole neighbor that constantly reneges on promises.
Still, I have a feeling that the insurance companies would find a way to finagle out of that one. They're sneaky like that sometimes.