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Originally posted by ABBAKiss
It became mine when I turned 21 - 12 years ago - though I didn't know this until today. I don't really care about the policy or the money but I am VERY HURT that contact was made with me solely to ask me for money and that an attempt to cash in a policy that was supposed to be in case I DIE was made. So, should I die, they will leave me to rot in my office? Throw some potpurri under the door to absorb the smell of rot?
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All sucky. But would your dad come find you anyway to throw the potpouri, even $10k worth? I guess the one benefit of this tacky reconnection is that you now know to call the insurance company and get them to change all the information on the policy to you.
