This was in my mail when I got home, as if Cigna knew I’d ordered a big fuck-off pizza on the way.
In a related story, Cigna can eat a dick, which I hear are low in cholesterol.
Followup: If you ever wondered, this is what happens when you tweet publicly that “Cigna can eat a dick.”
Last night’s post-therapy text with friends:
My health insurance enrollment form has a space where I can sign up for “basic STD.”
It stands for “short-term disability,” but still, a weird box to check. (Tee hee.)