Mostly True Memoirs
IT’S THAT TIME OF THE YEAR
It’s that time of the year.
It’s time for our annual insurance renewal fiasco.
It happens every year.
The pharmacy wouldn’t release the prescription.
The birthdate was incorrect.
Excuse me?
We all have the same birthdates we have always had.
Nothing has changed in that department.
They told me to call the insurance company to straighten it out.
This entailed an entire afternoon of phone calls and lengthy holds.
It eventually got resolved in my favor.
I knew it would.
I received an updated text from the pharmacy that my order was ready.
Back I went.
Where the clerk told me they couldn’t release my order.
The birthdate was incorrect.
I took a deep breath.
A very deep breath.
I was about to go full Karen on him.
But then he looked through the computer records and saw that the issue had been resolved.
I got the prescription.
As soon as I got home, the kid remembered an additional thing that he needs from the pharmacy.
I need a drink.