After more than a year, the ninja is back and she's here to blurt out her opinions simply because blogging allows her to do so! (It's kinda weird to use the third person, perhaps only E.T. can pull it off)
I bet you don't care what happened to me within that year of absence and babbling about it would just be a waste of space. But at this moment in my life, I am a full-time freelance writer and I now write about anything under the sun or the moon (or nimbus clouds on rainy days).
This picture from emaster.com.ph came out first in google images when I typed in "insurance."
I used to be afraid of the general insurance idea because of those agents in the malls who have been using the same lines for at least 10 years to lure people into getting into an air-conditioned room with free juice. This usually comes with a "fear creation session" to convince you to get insured.
Classic examples of luring lines are:
"Mam may credit card na po?"
"Ay sakto mam! Lucky color namin ngayon Blue!" (sabay hawak sa plastic ng SM Department store na hawak ko)
Though I was worried that my nose would unceasingly bleed as I read and write about insurance, I discovered that the non-life insurance principle is pretty simple. You spend your money on something (like buy yourself a car or put up a business) and since getting something usually comes with fear of losing it, you can get it insured so if it meets an unfortunate circumstance, you can get it back.
In short, with insurance, what you purchase is peace of mind.
And with crazy typhoons and extreme weather, properties are now more at risk. With many bad people around, burglars and thieves are just around the corner so it is good to safeguard your home. With a lot of hotheaded drivers on the roads of the city, car accidents can hit you anytime.
So getting insured is pretty cool after all.
I have always wondered if any insurance company would offer insurance for heartbreak. The premium would be pretty high for sure because if there's anything as sure as death in this life, it is the occurrence of heartbreak. It's a risk but the insurer would surely have a lot of clients!
Since I have no idea how to end this post, let me ask you a question:
If you were J. Lo, would you insure your butt? What possible butt-affecting catastrophes are you expecting that you need to have it insured?
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