So today Ben called his former employer to ask if they would consider covering their part of the insurance premium and they said no. He asked if he could possibly use his PTO to allow him to stay an employee until Nov. 1, so he could still be considered an employee for insurance purposes. They said no and also informed him that his PTO would not be credited to his check, which someone told him it would be. So he loses 18 days of paid time off. He asked again for them to please tell him why he was fired and she refused. I told him we’d probably have to contact a lawyer if he really wanted to know, and even then they might not say. He said two other people from his department have also been fired or laid off or whatever.
Today he went to lunch with his co-workers, as a way to wish him good luck and say goodbye. At least the people he worked with are good.
We plan to take care of the cobra stuff tomorrow, after we get enough money in the bank. I scheduled all our eye exams and Belinda’s and my medical eye exams for November.
The person that was in the fender bender with Belinda in the Walmart parking lot a few weeks ago contacted me and told me how much the costs were. He’s trying to find all used stuff and he said he doesn’t want to involve insurance. I told him we’d probably have to because I wasn’t going to be able to pay for parts. I don’t even know if Belinda was at fault, so that’s also a consideration. From what I’ve looked at online, when accidents happen like that in parking lots, most people just take care of their own cars or use their own insurance. I don’t think we will be able to repair the damages to Belinda’s car.
Today I went to Chickasha and voted early. It took one hour and ten minutes from start to finish. I did not like how people with walkers and canes and a guy on crutches had to wait in line with everyone else. I think they should have a line for people who are in need. I wanted to give them all cuts but I didn’t know how the rest of the line would react, so I didn’t say anything. I’m glad that’s one more thing checked off before the DC trip.
In line outside.
In line inside.
While I was voting a diabetic man had a low sugar episode or something and an ambulance came and the EMTs worked on him in the voting room. We just walked around them to put our ballots in the machine. When people are needing medical attention after waiting in line for so long, you probably need to figure out an alternate way to do things.