Remember the post titled, "10 Facts You May Not Know About This Birthday Boy?" Well, apparently, there was one thing even I didn't know about him... until yesterday. I'd like to share a story about "the one that almost got away"... So there I was at work when I decided to finally call an insurance broker that I was referred to. For months, I have been thinking that since we've never shopped around for car insurance, we should just see what's out there. So, I called the insurance broker who we'll call Joe (because that's what his name is). I give Joe all of our information, and he says he'll run the info and call back with the new quotes. Below is our next conversation:
Joe: "Gee, that's too bad your husband got that ticket. That will make your rates go up."
Me: "What ticket? Jeremy didn't get a ticket."
Joe: "Well, I just ran his name through the system, and it came back with a citation last July, so that's..."
Me: "What's the date?"
Joe: "July 15, 2008. As I was saying..."
Me: "Joe, can I please put you on hold?"
I put Joe on hold and dial our home number. (Enter Jeremy)
Jeremy: "Hello."
Me: "Did you get a ticket last summer?"
Jeremy: "Um, last summer...hmmm, oh yeah (as if he's trying to recall forgotten information). Was that in July or August? It was during my away rotation in Utah..."
Me: "IT WAS JULY 15, 2008! Why did I not know about this, and how did you pay for this without me knowing?" (I am so anal about our bank account that I see everything going in and out. By the way, I know that makes me sound controlling. I'm just anal, don't judge.)
Jeremy: "I paid for it out of my golf money."
Me: "Your golf money? You don't have "golf money". (Even though Jeremy couldn't see me, I was still doing air quotes when I said "golf money".) You go golfing whenever you want. I'm going to let you go to your dentist appointment now. I'll see you when I get home. Have fun at your root canal, and happy birthday again." (There may or may not have been some sarcasm in my voice.)
After that, I did get back on the phone with Joe and spoke with my sweet voice. I was mad for about 17-20 minutes, and then I mostly got over it. There's nothing I can do about it now. But, if you see me walking around in a really cute new outfit and possible some new pumps, you'll know how I paid for it--with Jeremy's "golf money."