Here is a piece of advice — Don’t have an auto accident. There is a mountain of paperwork to be done. It’s due while you are not feeling well and at an emotional low. I was fortunate as I have a great insurance company. They were sensitive and considerate. Everyone I talked to asked me how I was doing and thanked me for being a customer (even though I just gave them an accident to pay out!). So far everything is going fast except for me. Not only do I need to buy a car but I have to find the courage to drive again.
Maybe I’m a dinosaur. I asked my Starbucks barista for a breakfast sandwich in the original cellophane so I could heat it up later. She said “you mean the plastic?” It’s a wrapper. I always think of plastic as something that is not as flimsy as a papery covering. Maybe it’s an age thing. Maybe cellophane doesn’t exist anymore.
This doesn’t make sense. I had to call one of the tech companies I do business with. I couldn’t access any information on my account. The best guess was that somehow I had ended up with two accounts (although I could only see one) and my information was split. I was on the line with them for almost an hour. This is a techie company where I expect expert techie knowledge. What I got was a delightful customer service rep who was having technical issues with her system. What’s wrong with this picture?