my job entails me saying the same thing every day, over and over again. such is the life of an insurance claim handler. whenever i get a call, i say the same thing - "thank you for calling____, this is ____, can i have your claim or policy number, please?" it's mind-numbing work, and i got full proof of that last night.
my boyfriend has a tendency to work late on projects, and crawl into bed whenever he can't keep his eyes open any more. last night, he got into bed around 3 am. i had already been asleep for a few hours and was dead to the world. this morning, he enlightened me to the fact that we had a conversation when he came to bed:
me: hey baby.
him: hey.
me: babe, i'm gonna need you to file a claim with me.
him: ...what?
me: i'm gonna need you to give me your claim or account number.
him: what are you talking about?
me: ....oh god, i'm working. (proceed to go back to sleep)
if this isn't evidence that i need to find a different job or take a vacation, i don't know what is.
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