OK, I just turned the half-century mark a few days ago. I was ready for it, thanks to the good old folks at the AARP who began barraging me with junk mail the day I turned 45. But I got something in the mail today that hit me a little bit harder. My Fecal Occult Blood Testing kit finally came in – unsolicited mind you – from the good folks at my HMO.
Really? Seriously? They want me to actually do this? Yecch!
I’m sorry. I just can’t. Maybe it’s because my mail lady lives three doors down from me. Maybe it’s left over trauma from the anthrax mailing scare of not so very long ago. I don’t know. It just doesn’t seem…right. And then there’s this ‘occult’ business. What’s up with that? I had no idea this kind of….shit?… was traveling through the mail system. Someone needs to investigate this.
Thank God for self adhesive envelopes and stamps. Jeesh!