# Principal Life
**by Greg Zeck**

If you died tomorrow,
God forbid, says my friend,
the insurance agent provocateur,
if there is a God, it’s his guess as good as
mine, forbid that you should die tomorrow,
that is. The day after tomorrow might be more
convenient, I reply. Tomorrow, you see, is fully booked,
I have events up the ying-yang starting with my morning
coffee with the boys, and as for today I’m afraid the calendar
is already chock-full. Damned if I wouldn’t have a helluva
time finding time today to pay down even that measly
one dollar on the one-hundred-thousand-dollar life
insurance policy. God forbid indeed such a thing
should happen to a mere mortal man. Can’t
Principal just mind its own business today?