Being unemployed is not easy. It’s also expensive. Beyond finding a job, affordable health insurance is the first priority. Call me “Miss Responsible”, but I have always had insurance. Even when I was in my twenties and broke, I had a major medical policy. But there is a huge difference between 25 and 45, and 1991 and 2011–twenty years to be exact. Individual policies range from $450 to $1100 per month right now! Suddenly I understand all of the fuss about healthcare in this country! Sheesh! How can anyone on unemployment possibly afford this? They can’t, and so they are uninsured which is way too scary. No more shopping for cute shoes. Ugh! I have to write a huge check every month in case I am stricken with disease, or have a heart attack since that is now the number one killer in women…yay trans-fat.
I have been online filling out loads of applications–all the same. Name, birthdate, zip code, non-smoker, no pre-existing conditions, etc. The moment I enter my phone number–I swear I have not even touched the final digit– my phone is ringing. Like the roaches emerging when the lights go on, the agents start calling and emailing from all over the country. And they are relentless. Guess this is why I am no longer in sales. I am just not pushy enough. Like a mini-explosion, my new iPhone was on overtime. Be kind to Izzy! Yes I am so in love with my phone that I have named her. (Isabel the iPhone and Izzy for short)….that is yet another blog post.
Then something happened. I got a call from a 917 exchange. Wait a minute. This is local. Could it be someone important? Perhaps I should actually answer it just in case. Wow– I am glad that I did.
On the other end was Courtney. I couldn’t even tell you what company she was from without looking back in my email. In a New York minute, I knew that she was different. Originally from New Orleans, Courtney Anne is a talented actress who needed to “get a real job” as she phrased it. Kind of ironic that I have had a “real job” for years, been miserable and now I am looking to NOT have one. Although we discussed the subject at hand (healthcare)—parking tickets, David Sedaris, and life in Hotlanta dominated the conversation.
Funny how we immediately felt connected, talked and talked and then almost hung up, but then talked for another fifteen minutes. A resident of Manhattan since Giuliani or longer, she is a complete New Yorker. Which means like me, she LOVES New York City. Of all of the calls that I received the past few days, I chose to answer this one and it made my day.
Courtney and I are already friends on Facebook, but I am dying to meet her in person.
Maybe one day soon we can grab a glass of wine or a cup of coffee. Two New Yorkers–an uptowner and a downtowner who met by chance on a business phone call, hit it off and chatted up a storm. Just one more reason why we live in New York.