It's Hit the Stupid People With Cluesticks Day!

I have hit stupid people with cluesticks. Have you?

In my case, it's an insurance company claiming that they can't find any record of my previous five years' account with them, including a documented (I have the paperwork sent from them in my hand) change of coverage in December 2007.

The guy on the phone kept saying he "needed more information on what happened." Apparently, I'm supposed to know what happened to the information in his company's files.

*polishes the cluestick*

Yes, I did tell them that 'losing' records on health care insurance, and failing to pass them on to the next company when requested, would not go over well with whatever media group I chose to share this with, especially in an election year...

I'm supposed to get a call back before 1pm. We'll see.

EtA: They're "working on it." Bah.


I'm much rather be writing.

a sale, and other updates

short story sale: "apple, not a fairy tale" to Aeon Speculative Fiction. Yay! This is another darker, less traditionally-constructed story, and I'll be interested to see the reactions.


in other progress:

* one insurance company, buck refused and cluesticked. Outcome: money issue resolved but paperwork still in dispute.

* another chunk of "Dreamcatcher" written, and for the first time ever I'm going to go over my word count. Watch my editor fall over in shock. Soundtrack for this project is Alan Parsons Project, for them as are interested in such things.

*new addiction: "Wicked Good's" wicked natural caramel mustard dip. This stuff should come with a paintbrush. Seriously.