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9 December, 2018

Dear Dad--

I shall try to keep this letter brief, since I don’t have too much that’s too exciting to share this week. I’ll admit, I prefer things to be boring. I guess I take comfort from staid, reliable things, like McDonald’s breakfasts, Tom Clancy novels, and A Charlie Brown Christmas each December.

I’m still getting my holiday spirit on! I’ve begun wrapping stuff for under the tree. It helps that Zach feels the same way about Christmas as me. (He finds it awesome, gets really excited about it, and loves exchanging presents.) I’ll tell you one thing I got for him, because it’s pretty unusual: a wooden frog with a ridged back and a stick. It’s a musical instrument! I believe you draw the stick across the bumpy frog back and it makes a stuttery, wooden sound that you hear in music from time to time. I only got him that because he’ll use it in his music. Well, and because he asked for it.

Wouldn’t you know it, about 23 years in, and I’m just now starting to enjoy my job at Progressive. This is because they’ve taken me off the phones to help with correspondence for our Glass Unit. Allow me to explain! People call in, file a claim for a damaged windshield, and then we have to explain to them that the cost of a new windshield, with labor, is $400, and they have a $500 deductible. So we’re closing their claim, because the cost of the repair is below their deductible, and they have to pay for it themselves.

People hate that. “But I thought I had full coverage, including for glass!” “You do! You just chose to be responsible for the first $500 before you could use it!” So there’s a memo we send out, which we call the CORDED memo, which stands for Cost Of Repair below DEDuctible. Usually, there’s a few hundred of these that need doing each week. When the number started creeping up recently, they tapped me for help. The numbers keep going up. Around Thanksgiving we had 1,100 of them to do in one week. That was almost impossible, but we did it.

Then, last week, they had 1,500 of them. I and a nice woman named Alissa were just about able to finish them all, by doing little more than concentrating and knocking out as many as we could. Now I expect I’ll return to work tomorrow and there’ll be 1,800 of them. No worries! The reason I enjoy doing this stuff so much is because I get to listen to my ear buds while I do it, and I’m listening to a bunch of John Sanford audiobooks, which is fun. Perhaps I should get a commercial driver’s license and become a trucker! I’ll probably make more money and I’ll get to listen to audiobooks in my rig all day long.

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yeah me too i guess are brains are just too filled with "sex sex sex have sex like sex" and we think we're weird if we don't want it 24/7 haha

i'm the same, so you're definitely not alone

cats can be asses and sometimes become agitated for no reason and bite and scratch you… like one minute they’re purring and suddenly they change their mind and bite you (especially if they’re hungry) idk how to make it stop though sorry :(