Actual email exchange between WS and me:
Me: Does the doctor still think you are going to live? [after his final check after the infection in his leg]
WS: Nope gave 24 hrs. So I’ll be taking your bike for the death ride. [WS had taken my bike in that day to have it serviced since he works only a couple of miles away from the shop]
Me: That’s okay, insurance will pay on both you and the bike. Then I get to ride yours, which has a free and clear title!
WS: No the death ride will end with me crashing into my bike with yours in the shed & they’ll consider it a suicide so you won’t get anything.
Me: Yeah, but I’ll set up an explosion in the shed, that will make it look like an accident – double indemnity!!!!
WS: I’m forwarding email to insurance company!!!!
Me: AAARRRGGGHHHH!!
Why yes, we are sick and twisted people.
P.S. WS is fine, the bikes are fine, and no need for insurance to investigate anything.
Bogie--It isn't even worth trying to blackmail you since you announced everything to the whole world. Glad WS (and the bikes) are alright. Super news!
Posted by: Cop Car | September 10, 2011 at 10:58 AM
Love it! WD and I joke about "calling Jake" (the insurance agent that sold us our first life insurance policy) in these sort of exchanges. WD knows my first stop after his demise is my getting a cat for company. If I am feeling really honery, I tell him I will get the cat sooner and NOT get an oxygen tent for him. With his allergies, he has to behave when I make this "threat"!!
Posted by: Dudette | September 17, 2011 at 09:03 AM
Too funny!
Posted by: Jay | September 17, 2011 at 10:52 AM
WHEW! For a second I thought you might lose a bike there.
"Calling Jake" is real, and so is the getting a cat part. Getting one before hand...not such a great idea knowing about my allergies. No way would blowing up a shed protect THAT insurance claim. It is nice to dream though.
Posted by: Wichi Dude | September 18, 2011 at 05:43 PM