Folks, don’t believe everything you hear about the bad economy. It seems that at least one sector of the economy — insurance business — is doing just fine thank you very much. That’s right, it seems they have waaaay too many customers, and no longer need our patronage. Follow me below the fold for the whole sad story.
After five years of on-time payment and zero claims, our homeowners insurance policy has been cancelled. Just like that. No negotiation, no demand for higher premiums (which were already pretty dang high). After much conversation with Carl at the call center and the agent who sold us the policy, it seems that we just aren’t their kind of clients. Or something. The stated reasons for the cancellation were “abnormal shingles”, “lack of handrail on steps”, and “garden hose across pathway”.
Right.
It turns out that “abnormal shingles” is code for “has moss on the roof”. OK, I’ll cop to having been behind on getting the power-washing folks out here, but really? You’re going to cancel us for a condition that can be ameliorated with a couple of hours of manual labor? I’m similarly perplexed by the handrail business. Our front step is literally less than five inches high. There is one step. I don’t even know how we could install a rail. Both my 76-year-old mother and 1-year-old son can take the step with no problem. The back steps? There’s a wall on one side and fence on the other — not exactly a real hazard, folks. But, jeez, give a gal a chance to run to the hardware store for some railing if it’s really a problem (I should add that the steps have been like that since the house was built in 1935 – it hasn’t exactly a been a pressing issue over the years). And the garden hose? Again, mea culpa. I forgot to put it away. For like a day. It just happened to be the day the insurance guy was lurking around.
My agent told me all the companies were cracking down. Fine, I’m all for running a tight corporate ship. What I don’t get is dropping good customers (with stellar credit ratings, I might add) over penny ante stuff.
I’ll happily take my money elsewhere, but the second I hear any insurance exec whining about tough times, I think my head might explode.
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