OK, so perhaps it’s just freaky coincidental timing (and a testament to Jon’s strongly worded letter), but a couple of hours after posting about our Blue Cross shenanigans, the phone rang, and Blue Cross showed up on the caller ID.

Admittedly, I panicked for a second before picking up the phone. It felt a tad big brother.

The . . . → Read More: Well Lookie Here

Way back in October we experienced a remarkable level of craptastic service at our local drugstore’s flu clinic. Though Laurel and I waited in line for nearly an hour and a half with various representatives going up and down the line to hand out flu shot forms, it wasn’t until we got to the front of . . . → Read More: Why Blue Cross Can Suck It

We recently received a phone call from our (actually very awesome) mortgage broker, which reminded me of this hilarious Subprime Primer Powerpoint slide presentation (which made the email rounds earlier this year). The Etch a Sketch style illustrations crack me up, as does the disturbingly reflective narrative. Warning: profanity included.

I’m not sure of the original source; . . . → Read More: The Subprime Primer