I hate insurance companies. They are cynical, they are brutal, they are careless and above all they just want to squeeze as much money out of you as possible and then pay you back nothing.
So, when it came to looking at pet insurances for the moggers I was feeling a bit irritated. Here I was, again, going to buy insurance from a shower of bastards who love to cause stress and pain every single day. I called the vet for advice and they told me to read every word of the small print, very VERY carefully. I looked at reviews and they were all horror stories of the pet being put down and the insurance company saying okay, we’ll pay for the cost but you now owe us a whole years premium. Or ones where the condition is covered for one year then not the next. Or you claim and the next year the payment for the insurance jumps to insane amounts.
It seems that you can end up paying insurance claim free for years and years only to be fucked over right at the end of your poor pet’s life. There is no way I’m going to let any company stop my cats getting any medical help they require; at any time.
So, after conferring with my dear husband we have decided to pay what we would have been paying to insurance companies per month into our savings account and then should anything happen, there is a little kitty fund just waiting. SCREW YOU INSURANCE COMPANIES!
Now, if only car insurance wasn’t mandatory…
p.s. never use elephant.co.uk for car insurance. just. don’t.
sit down this morning, knowing i have work at 11.30, to do my research prior to this… just finished it off only half a hour til i have to get ready for work and i go to email it to myself to back it up and i see an email entitled “lecture cancelled” = :D
free for the day now; i’m going christmas shopping!
There is basically no food in this house. In the fridge there is: one egg; fat for cooking; bertoli light; marshmallow fluff (i love america); soda stream syrups; ground coffees; gherkins; one squash. Also the squash is accounted for (parental dinner visit on Saturday) and can’t be touched.
In the cupboard there are some cereals but they are months old and there is no milk. Even then I, unlike the more thoughtful member of the house, dont bother to make the bag semi-airtight when I put it back.
There are a few tins of baked beans and a lot of spices.
I used up the last of what we had (sweet potatoes and one leek) to make soup so we had some dinner last night. Now all there is to eat is bread bread bread bread and shortbread. Though, there is now only 5 bits of shortbread left and 4 are for the saturday dinner…
I think I’m going to have to buy some fruit before the stodge makes me immobile.
…but this is another rant. Actually it’s two related ones.
I really hate that image of that creeepo guy on the Sky movies advert, alice in wonderland or something, it freaks me out so much.
Also, why are like ALL the adverts at the moment trying to make you buy something that is “the nation’s favourite”. For example, fucking garnier nutrisse ooh its the nations favourite hair colour. How come THE NATION loved brown hair last year and now all of a sudden they are like woo i’m blonde
THE WORST is the sudocrem advert - the nation’s favourite baby butt cream. seriously, just s t o p it.
its not contrary actually, that was the historocial cultural basis, women pass in possession from male to male. you have something showing that your his but he doesnt have something so visible showing that hes yours. tradition eh.
Well like I said, I view names as ultimately meaningless. If I had asked of him to take my name in exchange for me taking his he would do it. If I hadnt wanted his name I wouldn’t have taken it. I understand your point but I really dont think arguing such feminist theory in one specific case is worthwhile.
Anyway, for me and people like me, what is wrong with there being this male possession? For me, this in no way is to my detriment or to his benefit. Therefore this argument really has no weight to it. Pick a more persuasive case study I guess.
And before it comes back, I am fully aware of gender inequalities in the world and the many manifestations of such; I just really don’t see me (as a happy non-oppressed married female) as someone who needs to subscribe to such perspectives for the hell of it.
If you wish to continue this debate kindly relinquish your annonimity, thanks.
Thank you for your reply, I appreciate that people are willing to speak up about this :)
Would you have preferred a civil union if it were available? Or some other form of union, not associated to the Church?
Also, when you said "more a non-tangible instrument for showing the strength of it", who are you showing this to? Him or everyone else around you, or both?
I do have a civil union :) still a marriage though (don’t know if that’s different to where you are) and definately not related to any church.
Indeed to show it to him, also to show it to everyone else (and I think that’s ok as long as I don’t feel I HAVE to show them), and definately to myself too.
why take your boys name? ur name went from ur dads to ur brothers. passing in possession is where it came from.
Why did I take my husband’s name? Because I like the idea of being associated to him formally. Yes indeed names pass on to other people through families. A name is a name though, I want people to know I am married to him, aside from that it has little to do with anything.
Not quite sure if this was what you were getting at but, contrary to popular feminist beleif taking your husband’s name (through personal choice to do so) doesn’t mean I am his possession. Actually I like the idea that I am his and he is mine, but that has nothing to do with a name.