Introduction
Don't you enjoy getting junk mail for a deceased family member? I still wonder what my deceased father would say!
Yesterday, Saturday, 11/6/2021, more junk mail arrived. Dad got more of the same junk mail. Furthermore, I received junk mail too!
Dad's Junk Mail
The 10/17/2021 article poked fun at the junk mail that came for my father. Those folks will not stop! The same folks sent my father more junk mail. It arrived yesterday.
This time, I plan to call these folks, probably tomorrow, to educate them. If my call doesn't set them straight, I plan to write and send them a postal letter. If so, I may let you know how I stopped these junk mail folks. They need to be educated.
I wonder if my father would like their “free gym membership” at his heavenly home. He doesn't need their hearing aids, eyeglasses, or rides to medical appointments.
My Junk Mail
Not to be outdone, I also received junk mail yesterday. Hey, Dad! I'm trying to keep up with you!
I wonder if the folks at Elmcroft of Halls will enjoy my phone call to them. I may call them tomorrow or in a few days. I plan to ask the person who answers if he or she (as there are only two genders) would like to try to keep up with me on a hike up “My Mountain” (House Mountain). I may write a follow-up article if I decide to do so.
Conclusion
Yes, I know. The weather was good enough for a House Mountain hike, yesterday, today, or on both days. I'll get around to my 179th hike there.
I had to get this trifecta of articles written and published today. This is the first one. My desire to write overcame my desire to hike, with an apology to my desire to hike. Yes, I apologize to myself.
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I called the number (above) for Dad (the Medicare stuff) today. The man stated that he would ensure that those folks stop sending my Dad more junk mail. We will see. Also, I called the number (above) for me (the retirement home stuff) today. The lady did not take me up on my offer to see if she could out hike me on House Mountain. I called both numbers, while working at home, during my “lunch.” By the way, my work is usually insane. Today was insanity gone wild. I wonder: when I will enact my State retirement? We will see.
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