Maybe if I cough up a lung, that'll help.

[apocalypsos]

Aw, come on! I was all hopeful yesterday when my throat was all sore and whistling the way it does when I've got laryngitis coming on that I'd wake up today with no voice. Nope, still talking, damn it, which means that when I get into work today I get to make outbound calls. Oh, YAY.

Ugh, maybe tomorrow I won't have a voice. That'd be nice. Last year I lost my voice for two weeks and didn't have to be on the phones at all. It was fan-fucking-tastic.

Speaking of work ...

Dear guy who called into my line at work yesterday,

Look, dude, I'm sure some Teabagger out there would think your speech about how "this is America!" and "I don't have to have prescription drug coverage if I don't want to" and blah blah completely-healthy-cakes was Oscar-worthy, and how you're all offended that the plan wants your disenrollment in writingOMGtheHORRORS. And maybe it's just my upbringing and my lousy family medical history, but who the fuck throws a tantrum about having to have health insurance? Granted, it'd be nice if we could catch up to the rest of the civilized fucking world and get some goddamn universal healthcare up in this bitch, but until then it's health insurance or bust, and ... no, seriously, who the FUCK has a fit about having prescription drug coverage?

I know you're in your sixties and all retired and in the best health of your life or whatever BS you were feeding me, but so was my uncle. Then he had to have a quadruple bypass. Then he got prostate cancer. I'm thirty-three and I just had to get back on anti-depressants. My mom's fifty-two and in the past three years she's had neck surgery and a fucking STROKE. If you seriously think that "best health of your life" shit is going to last, dream the fuck ON. In which case, have bunches of fun with that late enrollment penalty you pissed on!

Sincerely,

Me

P.S. Thanks for partially ruining the call I had before you in which I spent forty minutes resolving one woman's billing issue and had her tell me I'm the nicest and most helpful person she's ever spoken to in customer service, you ass.

P.P.S. If you want, I'll send my mom to your house, and she can tell you why health insurance is a priority. Trust me, you don't want me to do that. She's scary.

Comments

[gavagai]

I quite hate the completely-healthy people, is that so wrong? I mean, partly because people who say that are usually the same group who go on about how they "worked for fifty years and never took a sick day" (tr: I took my germs into work), but IN GENERAL I am just quite jealous of healthy people. And I have universal healthcare.

Er...so here's hoping that guy doesn't get hit by a car, I guess? Maybe interactions with any doctors ever only happen to people who are insufficiently REAL AMERICAN.

[apocalypsos]

See, anybody who says they worked for however-many-decades and never took a sick day, I just don't trust, because ... seriously, no mental health days? No skipping to go to the ball game? No staying home because somebody else in your family was ill? Really?

That said, I tend to take my germs to work with and then use my sick days as mental health days.