The Debacle

Hedda Hopper has once again found a way to work the system. It ticks me off.

2 weekends ago Hedda had spun herself into a snowbank while driving home from work one day. If you have ever had the chance to see how Hedda drives, you would know this to be common place.

Having the towing company on her speed dial, Hedda immediately places a call to have her car removed from the snowbank in which she was wedged. Somehow, in the midst of the action, the tow truck driver had damaged the back end of Hedda's car.

Start debacle here....

Hedda comes in bright and early the next day and begins to tell everyone she sees about her problem. Her appearance is appalling, unkempt hair and clothes that are mere rags, she is laying her poverty thing on thick, assuredly in hopes to gain sympathy, and, perhaps, another donation of 50/50 money.

As the course of the day goes on, we come to find out that Hedda has been driving without car insurance, and is now suddenly going to be without dependable transportation. She will need to rely on the drunk bum who lives with her, the drunk bum who she affectionately refers to as "my future son-in-law".

Ok, now, at this point I'm peeved. Just that morning she had showed me a new Johnny Cash CD she picked up at the store the prior evening, and, that had also been the day she whipped up her smock to show The New Guy her new top.

Perhaps, instead of wasting her money on crap she could have invested it in CAR INSURANCE??

As the days pass, she begins to inform everyone, little by little, that she had been able to secure her insurance once again, and the towing company would be paying to get her car fixed. Suddenly we see the return of her 'undrivable' car in the parking lot. Imagine that! Suddenly, it's drivable!

Fast forward to today. I arrive at work to see a mini van parked in Hedda's usual handicap parking spot. (Point of clarification - Hedda is NOT handicapped, she is merely using her obese son's handicap tag so she doesn't have to walk up to the building.) I enter the building to find Hedda excitedly gabbing about how she is using the insurance money they gave her to fix her car to buy this mini van. The car? Well, her son is suddenly in need of a different vehicle, so, he will now be driving the car.

What the hell??

Isn't that insurance fraud or something? Could this be the reason why our insurance prices are so frigging high?