This is relatively mild, as pittings go, and my apologies for my first Pit thread being long and mild.
A certain insurance salesman deserves to rot in all the postulated hells sequentially. My SIL can visit him on occasion.
Some background is in order. Back in April, our brother-in-law was murdered in his home. His widow, Hubby’s sister (aka SIL), has been since then understandably upset and is still grieving. I doubt she’ll be done grieving until the murderer’s trial is over; it’s scheduled to start in January.
Hubby was named executor of BIL’s will, and he and I have been helping SIL through the various steps of probate and so on. I should further add that BIL left SIL in a financial bloody MESS, but that’s the subject of another rant. Since Hubby and I are the only ones in the family whose finances are in order (no unsecured debt; substantial retirement savings for our age, and so on), we’ve been helping her sort out the financial mess, too. Including taking her to meet with our financial advisor, who set out a reasonable plan for SIL’s life insurance proceeds and future savings toward retirement. (SIL is 54 and has no retirement savings.)
Hubby and I were under the impression that she was going to invest with that advisor and perhaps invest a portion of the money with her FRIEND, G, who has been an insurance salesman for decades. (SIL, being single and childless, and already in possession of a $250k term life insurance policy has no need of other life insurance, but we do understand that friendship matters to her, and figured that her giving a portion of the money to G wouldn’t be a problem in the long term.)
Fast forward to this past weekend, when we had breakfast with SIL, and she said she’d given G ALL of her money, and G had put it into some kind of annuity, and SIL had already gotten $13k in sign-on bonuses, so she’s already making good money, and of course G has her best interests at heart, because they’ve been friends for 30 years. Hubby’s and my initial reaction was, “Depending on the kind of annuity, that could be good or it could be bad.”
It was worse than I’d thought. Not only did her FRIEND sell her a whole life policy (in an amount substantially more than the $250k term policy she already has), he also sold her the Allianz MasterDex 10 Equity-Indexed Annuity. Between those two sales, G likely made $15k in commissions.
I’m going to skip over just exactly how bad that particular EIA is (other than to say it is the subject of an ongoing lawsuit which has just been certified as class action), and just note that our advisor told me that his legal department won’t LET them sell EIAs because they are at the least unethical, if not fraudulent.
Hubby called SIL Sunday evening to say that he thought this product is a bad idea, and Hubby and SIL are meeting with G today to get SIL out of these two products (thankfully, she is still within the free look period and can get out without, in theory, much trouble).
So, G. I met you once, briefly, after BIL was killed. You seemed like a nice man, but now I know that whatever pretensions you may have made to be SIL’s FRIEND were false. No FRIEND would have sold a policy THAT egregious, THAT bad, to a grieving widow. No FRIEND would have sold a whole life policy to a woman who is already sufficiently insured.
You are, at best, an ignorant and arrogant ass. You knew or should have known that the specific product is the subject of a lawsuit and that the general class of annuities it belongs to is of, shall we say, questionable appropriateness. You damn near cost my SIL her chances at retirement, and likely would have if she hadn’t asked Hubby and me to look over what you sold her. Hubby said he’s going to try to be pleasant and civil to you at the meeting this afternoon, but that if it becomes necessary, he’ll be very unpleasant and uncivil. Be thankful, you money-grubbing, commission-seeking dipshit, that you’re dealing with Hubby and not me.
At worst, you are a liar, a cheat, and a thief. Oh, wait, you’re an insurance salesman. Perhaps not entirely the same species, but certainly capable of interbreeding with same. At worst, you KNOWINGLY led someone whom you’ve known for 30 years and who considered you a FRIEND, into so-called investments that are entirely inappropriate for her circumstances just to get a huge commission.
Oh, and SIL, I have to moderately pit you, as well. I confess I don’t understand people who, like you, don’t want to be bothered with thinking about your finances, but since there are so many, I can’t pit you for that. I DO, however, pit you for completely ignoring all the financial documents I and Hubby have shown you over the years that demonstrate how well we’re doing. I pit you for trusting some SALESMAN over your own blood family. I pit you for the insult to Hubby’s judgment (and, indirectly mine, but that’s less offensive to me), and I pit you for signing the fucking documents BEFORE you asked Hubby and me to look them over.