Our daughter just turned eighteen, and, to celebrate, the bank that holds her checking account sent her a delightful little note. One of the advantages of being eighteen and having a bank account, it seems, is that she is eligible for $1,000 in accidental death [okay, I guess we'd have to pick up the check for that one] or dismemberment insurance from the bank's insurance-company partner.
Wait, it gets better. The letter says that for less than the price of a...
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