In less than two months, I am going to be married. Which means no longer thinking for myself but thinking for US.
So it was on this note, that while we were at the HBF* office sorting
out Ant’s health insurance that we enquired about the cost of roping me
into insurance. So the lady at the counter, rather gleefully, got out
of her chair and scurried across the room to grab some brochures.
She came back with some package and pointed out the benefits to us. I
was only just trying to make out what was covered when he piped up:
“Does that include maternity cover?”
How is it remotely possible for a man to think about babies more than
his partner? Oh wel, I’ve always said that I love a man with great
paternal instincts – looks like I’m marrying one. Lucky me.
*In other news, HBF suck at customer service. They apparently sent
letters to Ant to tell him his policy was in danger of being
discontinued… which we never received. They also claimed to have called
him before they canned it – but we never received a call or even a voice
message. If I did that with one of my clients, I would have been
slaughtered for acting without having confirmed contact with them.
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