Today, Sly B and I ate some shit. The amazing thing is that Evil, Inc. offers same-sex benefits. The awful thing is that we had to submit an affidavit about our relationship. The awful thing is that my benefits covering Sly B are paid for after tax, unlike my straight married co-workers. The awful thing is that the benefit in question was a life insurance policy, purchased because I know how strained I would be if B died.
We struggled for days about whether to do this. I am still not sure we did the right thing.