(Regular Kimberly is taking over the blog today, while Auntie Kimberly searches for a support group for grownups who can’t stop buying Star Wars stuff. The last straw was the R2-D2 measuring cups and spoons. No, wait. Maybe it was the tiny marching Space Opera Darth Vader and Stormtroopers. OK, let’s be honest. It was probably the sunshade with the picture of Han, Chewie, Luke, and Obi-Wan Kenobi that makes your windshield look like the cockpit of the Millennium Falcon.)
If you look up “add insult to injury” in Wiktionary (yes, that’s a real thing), you might find this example. Several years ago, the company I worked for was taken over, and my job was eventually eliminated in a mass layoff. No surprise there. Except that our health insurance was cut off on the 15th of the month, which was before our COBRA paperwork could be processed and new insurance cards issued. “Don’t worry,” said the chipper HR person, “your benefits will be backdated!”
Hmmm…what could possibly go wrong there? Continue reading
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