November 19, 2009

fine and mellow

today I woke up beautifully.
There wasn't a war with my eyelids,
or a disagreement with the time.

My phone was ringing,
is it rude to ignore your telephone if you are asleep?

Someone needs to update me on that etiquette.

I opened my front door,
the way usually my day begins to roll on its own is when I open that door.

If I don't want anything to happen, I can stay inside always.
Well,
not anymore now that I have work.

But you get the gist.

I had a letter
from Triwest.
our Insurance
from the military
supposedly the best insurance in the earth.

It's the best insurance,
if you make sure you are GETTING it.

Essentially I live on the telephone with them to insure
for my own insurance
that my health is being PAID for like they said it would.

Enclosed was
the most ridiculous bill I have ever seen.

I'm not sure what it means.
It says
THIS IS NOT A BILL

and then says that
for my blood work
Lab Corp of America Billed Tricare
EIGHT HUNDRED AND TWO DOLLARS.

$802.00

then, next to it it says
TRICARE ALLOWED

ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTY FOUR DOLLARS AND TWO CENTS.

$144.02
(not sure what the two sense is for)

so,
in normal terms that would mean,
who is paying for the...
$657.98
that remains?

Then on the back it says
owed by you: $0.00

?
what the
what?

Can insurance companies just be like
I know you WANT me to pay that 802 fee
but I only feel like allowing myself to pay you
ohhhhh
144.02

WHAT?

On another happy rambling rant

if you care to continue with me

I went to Victoria Secret today to get my old roommate some cute stuff for her wedded life.

I was just helping myself to things
and this sales associate
ASSociate.
FOLLOWED ME AROUND THE ENTIRE STORE AND WOULD NOT LEAVE ME ALONE
Forgive me if I say you are trying to hard.
She talked to me for fifteen minutes while I went and got the things I wanted/ needed
and went up to the registrar
still
still
trying to make me get an angels credit card
with 400 dollar coupons
(not)
NO ANNUAL FEES
she heckles
Let me tell you I wanted to turn to the woman,
and pull her little head off
and hand it to her
and say

Please stop.
This is an underwear store.

PEOPLE WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE.

I don't care what you think is cute
or essential
or a MUST buy.
SERIOUSLY
THIS IS THE BEST DEAL

Lady,
I don't want anything that has to do with you.
I don't want you to have anything to do with my underwear.
Or my roommate's underwear.


Please.

You can imagine.
I went home

and I shut the front door.

I'm not coming out for the rest of today.
except maybe to go to kirsten's.
For holy fashion sanctuary.

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