Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Don't talk to me about Life... Assurance

“What’s this you’ve bought?”

Jasfoup was running through the accounts. Harold, as usual, had let them slide into a tangled mess of receipts and invoices worthy of any accountant’s nightmare.

Harold looked up from his perusal of the new edition of Gossamer’s Bible Alterations: Editorial Decisions and typographical Errors to Damn the Unwary and shrugged. “It a life assurance policy,” he said. “The salesman said it was risk-free so I signed up.”

“Risk free to whom?” Jasfoup examined it. “There’s no payout until death, Harold, and you’re paying a hundred pounds a month.”

“That’s right. It’s so that I can leave a bit for my loved ones, to cushion the blow of ma passing.”

“You have a three hundred year lifespan, Harold.”

“Yes, but he doesn’t know that.”


Olga/Maddie said...

I think there are a lot of things that a lot of people don't know where Harold is concerned. Hehheh!

Oh, and I now have a journal up here on blogger.com. And you can find it here: http://mikesmaddie.blogspot.com

Hope that you and yours are doing all right, that things are going okay, and that the rest of the day goes all right for you all.

Hugs, lovies, and stuffs for you all. *HG*

God bless and take care. :).

aims said...

*waves at olga/maddie - nice to have you visit over on mine girl!*

Now - back to Harold. Perhaps the life 'assurance' guy doesn't know about the 300 year life span...but did Harold figure out how much he would be paying over those years?!

I thought Harold was a whip when it came to figures and investments and such. How could he let his invoices pile up and be disorganized? Some errant gene somewhere?

Leatherdykeuk said...

Harold is super intelligent, but very gullible to sales people. He has several dozen mormon bibles.

Olga/Maddie said...

**Waves back to aims and says hello.**

And you're (aims) welcome. *big smile*

God bless and take care. :).