Catch part one here.
One of the most positive aspects of not dealing with shit, is the not having to deal with it. It’s awesome, right? Let’s kick that proverbial can down the road for as long as we can. As my brother, @popeocoookietown, is fond of saying: let future Jesse deal with the problem 1.
My brother being a wise man aside, the downside to not dealing with shit, is that eventually, shit has to be dealt with. That’s the unfortunate part of life.
Case in point…Sarah getting her license. She did. She ended up getting it. First time out, too! A very proud moment for your friendly neighborhood jman. Plus, with Sarah driving, it means less carting of kids around. And that my friends, is almost worth the price of admission.
The thing is after your kid gets their license, you gotta insure them. That’s the rub of it all, isn’t it? And let me tell you something. That’s when shit gets real.
In hindsight, it was probably better for Sarah that I didn’t look into insurance for her ahead of time. Because if I had, she probably wouldn’t be driving right now. Or, ever.
I don’t really want to get into specifics here, but to insure her with the insurance company I had, it would’ve tacked onto my monthly bill and additional 200 bucks. Which, is ri-goddamn-diculous. My ex-agent had the nerve to tell me that a) she couldn’t give me an exact quote until Sarah physically had her license and b) I should be happy she’s not a boy. Because boys, apparently, cost a helluva lot more to insure.
But, no. That information wasn’t much of a consolation. So, I ended up switching to a new insurance company. The one with that annoying spokes(wo)man, Flo. Yeayeayea. I know. I know. She’s stupid annoying. Sorry. I’m not happy bout that. Or proud. What can I say? The rates were right. And by “right”, I really mean the less offensive of all the rates I was quoted.
Our deal (“our” being Sarah and myself) is that she has to pay half for the insurance. Which, was probably just as much of a wake up call to her as it was to me. I had this impression that she was saving all her money for a car. Which is great! Cars are great to have. The thing is…you gotta insure them. Gas them. Maintain them.
It’s all a scam. The man just trying to keep us all down.
And that’s yet another thing “they” should teach you in school. How to keep on avoiding shit, even after it’s time to deal with it.
The new episode of your friendly neighborhood jman’s almost internet famous internet show is up and ready for your peepers:
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Avoidance boy: www.irkworks.com
Dad’s taxi service: www.zazzle.com
Zombie Flo: www.rightthisminute.com
- Nonono. My brother’s real name isn’t “Jesse”, too. That’d just be weird. But, I thought it would be even weirder to put his name in there beings you don’t know who he is. Whatever. It’s my site. Go scratch. ↩