Have you noticed how calling rooms are running rampant???
One day we had the same guy calling nine times using different names and alternating between asking for me or Hubby!
Why do they treat us as if we are stupid???
We do hang up on them!
Sometimes we allow others to read their spiel and then tell them what we think!
It's much kinder to hang up immediately than to allow them to waste your time and theirs!
They foolishly say they are with Medicare, but Medicare does not call its clients!!!
Never has, never will!
The reason for calling is to see if you want to change your policy before the December deadline. But their script starts off incorrectly and puts us off right away!
They should lead with that!
We have an insurance agent whom we call for anything, and my policy is perfect for my needs and Hubby believes he is too!
The other annoying call we get is about free back and knee braces!
Did you know that back braces can weaken your stomach muscles and cause more damage when you finally think you don't need it anymore? I had to wear one after a zoom floom/water slide accident way back in 1983 that I had been hospitalized for and placed in traction then released due to a bad reaction to the horrible medication. After that I went to see my orthopedic doctor, the solution was a year of decadron low dose and a back brace, not to be taken off! And weakened stomach muscles were what I had to deal with...!
So, most recently, in February of 2020 when I had my Baclofen pump surgically implanted due to spasms caused by my MS, I was given a stomach brace due to the staples used to close the wound the first one I accepted after a few days, I stopped using it, the same with the next two readjustments I had to have due to having once the pump stopped working due to a fall in July of that year, and the third due to it sticking out when I sat down in November that same year... Those additional two times, months apart, I refused the brace due to my remembering the problems they can cause.
The calls above that I mentioned are mainly for senior citizens so if you are under 65 you're probably wondering what the heck I am talking about? Since you aren't getting any of them, LOL!
Anywho, they can be worse than the political commercials that also appear to be never-ending but the good news is they should end by November 6th; that day after the election!
Allow me to introduce you to the crew...
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name—ha! And without hesitation, the teenager said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never discovered the girl's name; Mom liked Aussie, too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby,.I am the largest of fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right,
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
My previous family turned me in, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog. It had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, clearing out the shelters' day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella, beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am 12-ish years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.
I had been wandering the neighborhood for days when I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there.
The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen
days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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