And for desert, we'll have some cookies, I'll take a cup of coffee, and my wife will have a moth, please.
After a horrible day yesterday, DrummerWife and I decided to get out of the house, go out to dinner, and hit up a movie. DrummerWife fielded a fantastic phone call yesterday from some jackass at a financial company who asked if we were interested in setting up a TAP account for Aaron. DrummerWife calmly informed the turd that our son had died and that she wanted to be removed from whatever list his company got our number from.
According to DrummerWife, he paused, as if pondering what to say, and replied with "Well...think of all the money you'll save."
DrummerWife then incredulously replied with "What?"
"Yeah, I mean, think of all the money you'll save not having a kid."
"Didn't you hear me? He DIED."
"Yeah, you'll probably save a ton of money now."
"But we WANTED a kid."
"Well, at least you'll be able to save some money."
I think from here, the conversation degraded into DrummerWife berating the turd, and hanging up on him before remembering what company he worked for. Or, we would have called back, gotten a supervisor, and reported the turd. Yargh.
Then, a letter arrived from our health insurance company reminding DrummerWife that just because she's a mom now, that doesn't mean that she can stop taking care of herself, so she should see a doctor.
I have a general question, because this has happened to us a few times now with different companies - if one "department" of a company knows our son is dead, WHY CAN'T THEY SHARE THAT INFORMATION WITH THE OTHER DEPARTMENTS? How do these mailings get out to people?
Anyway, back to the point of this post - DrummerWife swallowed a moth as we left the movie theatre. Opened her mouth to yawn, in flew the moth, and that quick, it was lodged in her throat. She eventually swallowed the thing, which had me in hysterics as we walked back to the car. Then, last night as we were laying in bed, DrummerWife asked just about the Best Question Ever: "Do you think that the moth is still flying around in my stomach?"
No, dear. No, I don't. I think it's long-since dead. :P
According to DrummerWife, he paused, as if pondering what to say, and replied with "Well...think of all the money you'll save."
DrummerWife then incredulously replied with "What?"
"Yeah, I mean, think of all the money you'll save not having a kid."
"Didn't you hear me? He DIED."
"Yeah, you'll probably save a ton of money now."
"But we WANTED a kid."
"Well, at least you'll be able to save some money."
I think from here, the conversation degraded into DrummerWife berating the turd, and hanging up on him before remembering what company he worked for. Or, we would have called back, gotten a supervisor, and reported the turd. Yargh.
Then, a letter arrived from our health insurance company reminding DrummerWife that just because she's a mom now, that doesn't mean that she can stop taking care of herself, so she should see a doctor.
I have a general question, because this has happened to us a few times now with different companies - if one "department" of a company knows our son is dead, WHY CAN'T THEY SHARE THAT INFORMATION WITH THE OTHER DEPARTMENTS? How do these mailings get out to people?
Anyway, back to the point of this post - DrummerWife swallowed a moth as we left the movie theatre. Opened her mouth to yawn, in flew the moth, and that quick, it was lodged in her throat. She eventually swallowed the thing, which had me in hysterics as we walked back to the car. Then, last night as we were laying in bed, DrummerWife asked just about the Best Question Ever: "Do you think that the moth is still flying around in my stomach?"
No, dear. No, I don't. I think it's long-since dead. :P
Comments
Tracey
And the moth stuff has me laughing hysterically.
I wonder if it's spinning a cocoon in Nikki's stomach right now... ooooh.. silky! ;)