"You Son of a B&tch!"

above blog title post left on my voicemail by a VERY elderly, hard of hearing woman, whom I called back to let her know she had the WRONG FRIGGIN NUMBER!!! I called the number back and told her she had the wrong number and the next time she dialed a wrong number - it would be polite to NOT leave expletives on someone's BUSINESS voicemail! It was then I discovered she was elderly, she screamed at me to slow down - that she was hard of hearing - I then yelled slowly - "YOU'VE GOT THE WRONG NUMBER - MA'AM! I AM NOT BLUE CROSS BLUE SHIELD! HAVE A PLEASANT DAY!!!"

All I ask - Dear Lord - please do not allow me to be so rude in my senile, dark, bitter days of life when trying to contact the insurance company because they never pay enough to cover the cost of my medical expenses when I am living on a fixed income of $900 a month having worked full time since i was practically 16 years of age.. making my entire work career aproximately 75 years. Please Lord... there but before the Grace of God go I.

Happy Friday - you sons-a-b&tches! (tee hee - couldn't resist!)