If you’re like me – and I see no reason to believe that you’re not, outside of your successful interpersonal relationships, fulfilling careers, and fabulous physical attributes – then it’s time to go through the brain-twisting process of determining the direction of your corporate medical and dental insurance for next year.
You have my condolences.
It’s an incredible responsibility, filling out those forms. One wrong move, and the dentist is fitting you with cheddar-cheese crowns.
And having gone through the ordeal of filling out all those forms, you’d think I’d be of some help to you, wouldn’t you? Be there to hold your hand, walk you through it, maybe offer you a soothing lavender spray mist and a joke at the end?
Alas, all I remember of the experience, now that it’s over, is that there was an online calculator involved, questions regarding what they pay me, how many prescriptions I’d had over the past year, how many I suspected I would have next year, and various undignified pop-up-style comments regarding public transportation, handwashing, and safe sex.
They didn’t really ask about the safe sex.
But I’m surprised that they didn’t. Everything else seemed to be open for discussion.
In the end, I received a $2500 medical deductible and best wishes for my continued wellbeing.
I feel good about this.
To a healthy 2011! Skol!
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