I had to laugh at this report from Canada.
It started when an insurance company gave David a quote — roughly $4,500 a year, if he bought the Chevy. He had a collision and a ticket or two on his record, which helped boost the premium.
Then, he had an idea. He asked the insurer what his costs would be if he were a woman. He was told his annual bill would sink to roughly $3,400 — a $1,100 difference.
“I was pretty angry about that. And I didn’t feel like getting screwed over any more,” he said.
“So I asked them to change my gender on my auto policy, and she’s like, we can’t do that.”
David, who was 23 at the time, says he learned he first had to change his gender on his birth certificate and driver’s licence before he could have it reflected on his insurance policy, to get the cheaper rate.
After doing some research, he realized he needed a doctor’s note to show the government he identifies as a woman, even though he doesn’t.
“It was pretty simple,” he said. “I just basically asked for it and told them that I identify as a woman, or I’d like to identify as a woman, and he wrote me the letter I wanted.”
Under the rules in place at the time, Albertans needed to produce a doctor’s note to switch the gender marker on their personal documents. In June, the government scrapped the doctor’s note requirement for adults, allowing them to declare their marker as M, F or X, for those who don’t fit into a strictly male or female binary.
David shipped the note and other paperwork off to the provincial government. And, a few weeks later, he received a new birth certificate in the mail indicating he was a woman.
“I was quite shocked, but I was also relieved,” he said. “I felt like I beat the system. I felt like I won.”
With the new birth certificate in hand, he changed his driver’s licence and insurance policy.
All to save about $91 a month.
“I’m a man, 100 per cent. Legally, I’m a woman,” he said.
“I did it for cheaper car insurance.”
There’s more at the link.
That reminds me of a couple of guys I know, whom I won’t name for reasons that will become obvious. They wanted to rent a house together to save money, but kept running into landlords who didn’t want to rent to “frat boys” (even though they don’t belong to that species), or who preferred “actual couples”.
On a whim, they decided to register for a domestic partnership, or whatever the preferred term is in their state for a gay couple. Certificate in hand, they not only found a very nice place to rent together, but also took advantage of special insurance, medical coverage and other deals offered to “couples”. They reckon they’re saving several hundred dollars every month. They routinely have their girlfriends over to stay the night, and everyone has a good laugh over the fallibilities built into the politically-correct gender-bending scene.