Envelopes? ENVELOPES?
Hello everyone its been a long time since I have had time to visit SFN. Brexit has made my life a misery. But that’s for another rant…
I made time today, because I have gone ‘full-victor-meldrew’ and the urge to offload the frustration and attempt to encourage a common-sense against nutty obsessives is stronger than my need to go to work.
Any old excuse.
A visit to the insurance office occured.
The problem: a demand for payment of a whole year’s contributions, up-front, on some professional public liability (responsabilitie civile).
We needed to change the detail in line with new professional activities and had decided to cancel it anyway and shop around, because it seemed too expensive. (Suggestions welcome)
Apparently - here’s the thing - you have to give 2 month’s ADVANCE notice to cancel any pro insurance ONLY BY RECORDED DELIVERY - An acknowledged email is not considered proof even if it contains a signed PDF. (pinch me. Is this 2017 or 1917?)
But this is no short-rant. Oh no. My insurance agent/foncionnairess, insisted that the only other way is to wait for a “notice of payment due”. In order to prove you have done this within the 20 days of receiving a notice, under some commonly quoted insurance law (I forget the name)
YOU HAVE TO KEEP ALL THE ENVELOPES CONTAINING LETTERS FROM THE INSURER To prove what day you received it.
I DON’T BELIEVE IT!
I think this woman has invented her little envelope plan in order to prove her a clever and efficient cog in an imaginary machine. She was very insistent that everyone in France knows ALL about keeping envelopes and it’s just the way we all do it here.(How many times have we all heard that?) French people, apparently are born with special envelope keeping pockets that magically evolve into personalised envelope-safes at the age of consent.
I am Meldrew mortified, that my lovely home (a caravan and a beautiful, simple little off-grid eco-workshop in the woods) now apparently needs to make MORE space for paper storage, not less. It goes right against my view of modernity, sustainable practices, progress and freedom of movement.(I had to get brexit pain in here somewhere)
On a more personal level it means more frustration and actual real pain, as I have enough trouble moving things around with scoliosis, without needing an extra raft of things to collect, store and find when required. Life is just too short and uncomfortable for more of this utter nonsense. N’importe quoi! For goodness sake, there are people on the streets proclaiming Trump king and Hitler cool and someone wants me to waste precious life saving envelopes?
Fear not ye who have hope. Because there is a bit.
I will not be keeping envelopes. You don’t need to keep them. It turns out it’s all made up nonsense.
Envelopes will be burned in my new rocket stove mass heater made with dirt from my garden as soon as possible.
Envelopes will be Ex-envelopes.
Envelopes will be recycled efficiently and quickly, thereby saving us from climate-change, saving me from insanity, adding to the evidence for moving away from a consumerist economy and towards a sustainable one, full of fun and frolicks.
My envelopes and yours, will kill dirty coal, take funds away from trump’s oil dinosaurs and ruin the illegal arms and drugs trade. Our envelopes will provide fresh water for billions.
Envelopes will kill poverty and save lives, not trip them over.
Envelopes can be free.
If some anally retentive fonctionaire with no sense of proportion dares to find that I failed because I did not keep the envelope, they can carry me away away kicking and screaming to the nearest detention centre shouting I DON’T BELIEVE IT. But not before a long and enduring court-case to defend the right to be free of a forest of paperwork that chokes the blood from our very bodies. It will be known as the Great Envelope Revolution
GER. the same as the sound my mouth makes when fonctionairres make up tall tales.
PS . My french friends have never kept envelopes. My 85 year old french neighbour doesn’t keep hers. My ex-landlord visited me yesterday. He is French. Owns several houses, is in his 50’s. Worked in civil service, owned businesses, drives buses. He has never once heard of anyone needing to provide an envelope as proof of receiving a letter.
That, evidement, is what recorded delivery and email is for. Voila.