I paid the premium on my health insurance today. As I hit the "pay now" button on the online banking site, I felt sick to my stomach. It was then that I realized I needed health insurance to cover the sickness being caused by paying for my health insurance.
I recently left my nice, steady full-time job with benefits to run my two fledgling businesses. That is the American dream; isn't it? Work for yourself, be your own boss, stop answering to "the man."
It's all very exciting, except, no one ever told me about health insurance, business insurance, LLC paperwork, quarterly taxes, and work permits.
The American dream is starting to resemble American Psycho!
Have you seen those folks walking around with signs that say, "Will work for food?"
I've contemplated walking around with one that says, "Will marry for health insurance."
I was recently out with some friends and they were bemoaning the single life.
"I just want the romance," one friend said, "I want the guy that gets down on one knee in a classy suit, pulls out a big fat diamond engagement ring, and asks me to be his wife."
