Today I decide to be wealthy.
I got up at 5:30, and called the unemployment office at 8 and got straightened out about my latest unemployment challenge, that my account was still invalid and I had to call to restart it. Turns out reporting my $45 was the problem, and that they'd have to send a letter to Brenda about my work doing inventory that one time.
"It's in case if you did such a good job, that she'll rehire you," the phone tech said.
"With all this fuss and baggage, I'd wonder if she'd ever talk to me again, let alone hire me," I replied.
Today Touchmark called, and set up an interview with me tomorrow. I'm to be there at 2 p.m. to do some computer stuff, and then the interview at 2:30.
And then the collector called. When I had my gall bladder out, my insurance company paid the hospital a relatively small amount. The hospital wanted to keep me over night, as I may have sleep apnea, and had been anesthesia for my surgery. Basically, they wanted to make sure I'd wake up in the morning.
So far I've paid off the radiogolist and the EKG scans, but I'm still paying the surgeon and the Central Oregon Physicians, who were the emergency room staff, and the anesthesiologist ten dollars a month, each. I had called the hospital, talked to someone about paying the same, and she said it would be fine. And then in November, I understand now that I was supposed to call back and make some sort of agreement on paper about how much I would pay, and that it wouldn't have been less than $500 a month. Right. I was paying $444 a month for health insurance, which I'm not paying now, as we didn't/don't have the money. So $500 wasn't an option in November, and still isn't now.
So anyway, it got turned over to a collection agency, which has slapped on it 9% interest, and wants $100 a month for the next three months for starters.
I told her that I'd been sending the hospital $10 a month, as that's what the accounts person said I could, and that after it got to collections, that things weren't the way I understood them to do be. "I used to work in a call center: I know that if I give you the wrong information, like to stick your iPhone in water, that you'd be out an iPhone and nothing happen to me," I said. So I'm stuck, I told myself silently. She didn't say anything about that.
I told her I don't have it, and I don't have a kidney to sell them. She told me she's glad I still have my sense of humor. She wasn't laughing when I told her that I'm 55 years old, on unemployment, and haven't had a permanent job, but I've had some temporary ones. She asked about my husband, and I said that he was self-employed, in the same boat, and that we were going to losing our house. I told her that the bankruptcy lawyer, whom we paid for advice, said that we didn't have any assets to protect, so filing bankruptcy wasn't and option. She told me to talk with my husband and call back by the end of the month.
So I have done some work clearing out my computer space. I lost my wallet for an hour and found it, and I still haven't rediscovered the box of file folders I need to file all these papers.
Today I decide to be wealthy.
"Out of clutter find simplicity. From discord, find harmony. In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity." Albert Einstein
I got up at 5:30, and called the unemployment office at 8 and got straightened out about my latest unemployment challenge, that my account was still invalid and I had to call to restart it. Turns out reporting my $45 was the problem, and that they'd have to send a letter to Brenda about my work doing inventory that one time.
"It's in case if you did such a good job, that she'll rehire you," the phone tech said.
"With all this fuss and baggage, I'd wonder if she'd ever talk to me again, let alone hire me," I replied.
Today Touchmark called, and set up an interview with me tomorrow. I'm to be there at 2 p.m. to do some computer stuff, and then the interview at 2:30.
And then the collector called. When I had my gall bladder out, my insurance company paid the hospital a relatively small amount. The hospital wanted to keep me over night, as I may have sleep apnea, and had been anesthesia for my surgery. Basically, they wanted to make sure I'd wake up in the morning.
So far I've paid off the radiogolist and the EKG scans, but I'm still paying the surgeon and the Central Oregon Physicians, who were the emergency room staff, and the anesthesiologist ten dollars a month, each. I had called the hospital, talked to someone about paying the same, and she said it would be fine. And then in November, I understand now that I was supposed to call back and make some sort of agreement on paper about how much I would pay, and that it wouldn't have been less than $500 a month. Right. I was paying $444 a month for health insurance, which I'm not paying now, as we didn't/don't have the money. So $500 wasn't an option in November, and still isn't now.
So anyway, it got turned over to a collection agency, which has slapped on it 9% interest, and wants $100 a month for the next three months for starters.
I told her that I'd been sending the hospital $10 a month, as that's what the accounts person said I could, and that after it got to collections, that things weren't the way I understood them to do be. "I used to work in a call center: I know that if I give you the wrong information, like to stick your iPhone in water, that you'd be out an iPhone and nothing happen to me," I said. So I'm stuck, I told myself silently. She didn't say anything about that.
I told her I don't have it, and I don't have a kidney to sell them. She told me she's glad I still have my sense of humor. She wasn't laughing when I told her that I'm 55 years old, on unemployment, and haven't had a permanent job, but I've had some temporary ones. She asked about my husband, and I said that he was self-employed, in the same boat, and that we were going to losing our house. I told her that the bankruptcy lawyer, whom we paid for advice, said that we didn't have any assets to protect, so filing bankruptcy wasn't and option. She told me to talk with my husband and call back by the end of the month.
So I have done some work clearing out my computer space. I lost my wallet for an hour and found it, and I still haven't rediscovered the box of file folders I need to file all these papers.
Today I decide to be wealthy.
"Out of clutter find simplicity. From discord, find harmony. In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity." Albert Einstein
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