Thanks, Bill. I know third-party warranties s*ck. My boss got one of those "notifications" too, it was a postcard which didn't try to look like an "official" document and you didn't have to open it to read it but the idea was the same. There was simply no way of knowing without opening it what was in it. I should quit being so paranoid and open whatever comes, unless it really looks like it's FROM a real person (i.e., I can tell the difference between REAL in-ink handwriting and some computer font which is supposed to LOOK like handwriting) and is marked PERSONAL AND CONFIDENTIAL, but
AFAIK my mom has never done that sort of business :: grumble, grumble ::
What really squicked me was the maiden name: my mom hasn't used it since she was married after WWII; who would even know it except for family and anyone she went to school with or worked with countless eons ago? Anyone else who wanted to use it would have to do a LOT of digging to find it out and you wouldn't think it would be worth the bother for a lousy sales pitch :: grumbles even louder :: ETA Oh, and Bill, I'm happy to tell you that my mom does still have her wits about her and immediately recognized the pitch for the bull#2 it was