Ensuring Confidence
There are a lot of what-ifs that can cloud the excitement of life. When people throw around phrases like “All it takes is one accident” or similarly cautionary phrases to entirely kill the fun. That’s not to say life should be lived with wreckless abandon but it’s a testament to how good it can feel to always be ready. There’s a rockstar insurance agent in Capistrano Beach who’s catchphrase is “Ready Feels Good” as if he knows exactly what I’m thinking.
How am I supposed to backflip off a roof into a hotel pool on a dare if I’m unsure it’s a safe decision? Well obviously it’s an unsafe decision but rocking this hard means I have to play equally hard. The house keeps rockin no matter the day of the week and I need to know I can keep my foot to the floor without any risk of finding rock bottom. That’s where having good insurance kicks in. My guy gets what it means to live life without stressing the details.
When I’m on the road traveling time without a clue where I am or when, the last thing I want to have to remember is how much is too much. I need the going to be fast and loose and know that if anything goes genuinely wrong, my insurance will cover it. Whether I smashed a guitar, a hotel room, or my tibia I know that I have the policies in place to cover every one of them and should the party go all the way to 11, my umbrella policy can help with the overflow. Never would I have even known what an umbrella policy was it if weren’t for my talented insurance guy.
For example, I was on the road about 8 months ago rolling through Tallahassee or Greensboro or some other weird named southern city – all I remember was the humidity was murder. Anyway in that butter-thick southern air, the walls of the tour bus started to swell. Before you know it the plasmas I have mounted on the walls started to pull right out of the expanding wood. One 60-incher fell right off the wall, onto my guitar. The crash was so loud it startled the driver who swerved onto the rutted shoulder, and the band jet ski on a trailer off the back of the bus came loose and rolled right into a swamp. Now there are laws about mixing salt water and fresh water in the ballast of a watercraft so we had to just leave the bike out there in the swamp. I thought we were up a creek (or whatever flows into marshes) but my man rick hooked it up! My homeowner policy covered the wall because the bus is my maison, my toy policy covered my jet skis, and my umbrella policy helped cover my guitar -Mjolnr. I couldn’t believe it.
Check out my man on yelp at Rick Hackett Insurance – San Juan Capistrano
Or stop by
Ste K2, 33161 Camino Capistrano, San Juan Capistrano, CA 92675
https://www.farmersagent.com/rhackett
The moral of the story is never to let your hesitations keep you from rocking as hard as possible. Just keep yourself protected with good insurance in the mean time!
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