MY COUSIN’S INSURANCE POLICY THAT ONLY COVERS EMOTIONAL DAMAGE
MY COUSIN’S INSURANCE POLICY THAT ONLY COVERS EMOTIONAL DAMAGE I thought I understood insurance. I thought I knew what it meant to protect your assets, your car, your home, even your very soul from the unpredictable chaos of the modern world. I was wrong. I learned, in the most spectacularly ridiculous way, that insurance policies can be more absurd than a clown convention in Times Square. My cousin, a man of questionable wisdom but undeniable charm, once proudly announced he had purchased an insurance policy that covered one thing and one thing only: emotional damage. .