I've been putting off yakking with my car insurance lady, about an accident over a year ago by now. Exactly what was I paying for in terms of damages?
We'd pulled over and talked, I didn't see any dings, everything looked fine and she agreed. Then comes the call from her insurance about something that happened on a Saturday. That's not when it happened. Yet my account was dinged. I need to follow up on that. Scrounging around for a number...
OK, we had an excellent therapy session. We talked about 2017, and how the date of the accident is wrong. But no big deal. That's what I needed to hear, and what got charged (claimed and approved).
Now I'm in line to get a tracking app that will measure my mileage and adjust my rate accordingly. I'll be one of the guinea pigs.
What would Medicare for All really look like? I still think GI phones, which you won't want to use in subterfuge because it's designed to track. Keep a private phone for other purposes. At least poor kids at the border get the apps, because America is for Americans.
I also talked to customer support. If the rooster sound in the distant background was added, for texture, much as people on Zoom stage their heads (audio version), then brilliant. I much prefer the "rural setting" picture of customer support. Relaxed on a beach somewhere, with a data helmet? Lucky me someday, right?
I know it never happened on a Saturday, since I was driving home from Sellwood Middle School. Probably a Friday then? I gave her my business card for contact information. I'm glad everything got settled.
