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Jun. 21st, 2007 12:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
electriclandHappy Solstice!
Had dinner with my parents on Tuesday. My mother had been busy for two days dealing with rumours of her death. Seriously -- on Monday a letter from HRDC (who send out the Canada Pension Plan and Old Age Security cheques) arrived, addressed to "the estate of [my mother]" and beginning "To whom it may concern: We recently learned that [my mother] has died. Please send us details."
"But I'm not dead!" said my mother, in a Pythonesque moment that was probably inadvertent. She called HRDC and told them so. They said "Yes you are, we have a note from the bank saying so."
She said it gave her quite a shaky feeling. She assumed it was something to do with Granny's estate, but it turns out that her bank had screwed up and returned her cheques to the guvmint in mistake for those of the person who was on some list immediately before her, who actually had died. The bank has apologized profusely and promised to straighten it out. She says she'll believe it when she sees the next cheque.
Luckily this was easier to sort out (and considerably less upsetting) than the experience of a friend of hers, whose cousin had a dream or a delusion that she was dead, told several people, and shortly afterwards killed himself. She didn't find out until someone sent her the obituary. Creepy.
Had dinner with my parents on Tuesday. My mother had been busy for two days dealing with rumours of her death. Seriously -- on Monday a letter from HRDC (who send out the Canada Pension Plan and Old Age Security cheques) arrived, addressed to "the estate of [my mother]" and beginning "To whom it may concern: We recently learned that [my mother] has died. Please send us details."
"But I'm not dead!" said my mother, in a Pythonesque moment that was probably inadvertent. She called HRDC and told them so. They said "Yes you are, we have a note from the bank saying so."
She said it gave her quite a shaky feeling. She assumed it was something to do with Granny's estate, but it turns out that her bank had screwed up and returned her cheques to the guvmint in mistake for those of the person who was on some list immediately before her, who actually had died. The bank has apologized profusely and promised to straighten it out. She says she'll believe it when she sees the next cheque.
Luckily this was easier to sort out (and considerably less upsetting) than the experience of a friend of hers, whose cousin had a dream or a delusion that she was dead, told several people, and shortly afterwards killed himself. She didn't find out until someone sent her the obituary. Creepy.
