Gene was at this VA meeting trying to get their health care insurance and too many people were asking questions that had already been answered. Gene was like "Jesus Christ, he just said that," and he got up and left. He told me there was no point in being alive with the health insurance if he had to spend his life in meetings with old people that couldn't keep shit straight. So if my mom goes to the poor house after paying for his health care, you'll know why...
[Thanks, Sheila!]
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Uncle Gene is sort of my new hero.
My Dear Ms. Moon,
He has been my hero all my life. Join the club.
Love you mucho!
What I meant to say was, "I'll bet HE never says, "It's not the heat, it's the humidity." And I'll bet Uncle Gene probably wants to pop anyone that does.
i want to ask his advice on something.
Ms. Moon,
Yes, Gene would think that statement was moronic. He would say the person that uttered that is a "short bean."
Dovielee,
SB loves you, and yes, Gene would be a wicked advice columnist. Laugh.
Uncle Gene is right up my alley on his feelings towards the VA...It brings flashbacks of my late husband barely able to breathe being asked inane questions, wanting forms signed etc. He, too, chose to check out and leave...Keeping mom in my prayers. There are enough of us in the poor house already...
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