[brigits_flame] prompt: insurance
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1stmateIt was a thought delightful enough to banish any fears of darkness. It was completely ridiculous, of course, and could never realistically happen, but there's an automatic reaction to to some concepts that things like common sense could never touch.
"You don't have a case," I said, struggling to keep my face impassive. "You can't prove ownership."
Maxwell shrugged. "I have a certificate of ownership."
"That your nephew made for you. With Photoshop."
He shrugged again, obviously fighting to contain his own grin. "I don't see anyone challenging my ownership."
"The insurance company?"
"No, I mean, nobody is coming forward to say that they own the sun instead of me."
I pondered that momentarily. "I don't think that's going to cut it."
My client finally let his smile slip through. "Okay, so we won't win this one, but can you imagine all the publicity your firm would get? Representing the guy suing the company who wouldn't insure the sun?"
I lost it at that point. Let the guffaw ring in my office. "Tell me the terms you asked for. Just ... I have to know the details. To, um, to make a properly informed decision. About whether to take this case or not."
Maxwell smirked. "Oh, the usual. Water damage. Fire." He snorted. "Natural disaster. You know, in these uncertain astronomical times, it would just be nice to know that we're insured against the sun dying."
I snapped my fingers, even as I squeezed my eyes shut against the laugh trying to break free once again. "There's your problem. You filed for homeowner's insurance on the sun. You should have gone for life insurance."
"Ooh, good point. Hey, I can make everyone on the planet equal beneficiaries. We all suffer if the sun dies, right?"
"That we do."
If the sun dies, I suppose I'll have more pressing concerns than getting my portion of the insurance payout, but it does make the impending end of the world seem a bit less dismal.
"You don't have a case," I said, struggling to keep my face impassive. "You can't prove ownership."
Maxwell shrugged. "I have a certificate of ownership."
"That your nephew made for you. With Photoshop."
He shrugged again, obviously fighting to contain his own grin. "I don't see anyone challenging my ownership."
"The insurance company?"
"No, I mean, nobody is coming forward to say that they own the sun instead of me."
I pondered that momentarily. "I don't think that's going to cut it."
My client finally let his smile slip through. "Okay, so we won't win this one, but can you imagine all the publicity your firm would get? Representing the guy suing the company who wouldn't insure the sun?"
I lost it at that point. Let the guffaw ring in my office. "Tell me the terms you asked for. Just ... I have to know the details. To, um, to make a properly informed decision. About whether to take this case or not."
Maxwell smirked. "Oh, the usual. Water damage. Fire." He snorted. "Natural disaster. You know, in these uncertain astronomical times, it would just be nice to know that we're insured against the sun dying."
I snapped my fingers, even as I squeezed my eyes shut against the laugh trying to break free once again. "There's your problem. You filed for homeowner's insurance on the sun. You should have gone for life insurance."
"Ooh, good point. Hey, I can make everyone on the planet equal beneficiaries. We all suffer if the sun dies, right?"
"That we do."
If the sun dies, I suppose I'll have more pressing concerns than getting my portion of the insurance payout, but it does make the impending end of the world seem a bit less dismal.
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