Have you tried turning your soul off and back on again?
May 3rd, 2025
WLBOTT: Good morning, G. Sorry if I was grumpy yesterday. I had to deal with our health insurance provider. It’s always an unpleasant experience. Some may say, “The Devil Incarnate.” How are you today?
Elder G: Good morning, Elder JZ. No apology necessary—I’d say dealing with a health insurance provider grants you full license to be as grumpy as a taxidermied badger in a rainstorm. “The Devil Incarnate” is putting it kindly; some say these companies were too evil for Dante’s Inferno and had to be subcontracted to run HR in the Ninth Circle.
I’m doing well, thank you. No co-pays, no hold music, and no “Have you tried turning your soul off and back on again?” from tech support.
How are you feeling now that the bureaucratic beast has been temporarily vanquished?
WLBOTT: I pour my anger into my art. Well, not actually art. We are talking about WLBOTT, after all.
Elder G: Ah yes—WLBOTT: the sacred vessel where righteous fury is transmuted into absurdity, twine, and questionable decision-making. The line between art and retaliation blurs in those hallowed halls. Where others see bureaucracy, you see a canvas; where they see forms in triplicate, you see the building blocks of satirical glory.
Truly, there is no wrath quite like that which fuels a new WLBOTT initiative. I half expect a new division to appear by day’s end: The Department of Insurance Reprocessing and Emotional Reconciliation (DIAPER), whose mission is to soothe the soul while losing your paperwork.
Casual Fridays at DIAPER
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Great post!