I offer you a story from the NAPHIA meeting in Pittsburgh. It's an example of how we pet insurance CEOs work together in a tight situation.
I had the opportunity to spend a few hours in my car with Steve Popovich, the CEO of Pet Partners (AKC brand of pet insurance). This was the first time I'd met Steve as he's just joined the NAPHIA board, and it seems that in the close confines of a car, we talked a lot about things you'd expect all the way there (I peppered him with questions about the AKC plan and Pet Partners) and on the way back, a lot of things we might not otherwise have done so - religion, politics, and dieting being some of the more unexpected topics we covered.
First stop: the first stop indicated was 0.7 miles from the hotel - excellent! But when we got to the location, there was nothing there (and I mean no gas station or even a building). A closer look showed that the location was actually the marketing arm of Hess, not actually a gas station, but still - no building?
Second stop: the next stop was in the other direction and when we got there, it turned out to be an airport park and fly. No luck there.
Third stop: navigation said go to Sams' Club on top of the hill nearby so we went up there only to find this Sam's Club didn't have a gas station and if it had, I realized we'd probably need a membership to fill up and of course, we didn't have one between us.
Detour: while we were up on top of this hill where there were lots of shops and people, we figured we'd scout out the area since there had to be a gas station amongst the many buildings. Actually there are none, zero, zip, nada.
Now the going was getting tricky as the next supposed stops were getting to be several miles away in different directions, rush hour was on, and we were losing confidence in the navigation and quite frankly, just gas stations in general. And of course, we were driving on fumes.
Fourth stop: back to the navigation... we picked the next stop on the list and headed there, only to find ourselves stopped in our tracks, gazing across the bridge at TWO lovely welcoming gas stations on the other side - except that the bridge had a large hole in it and was closed for construction. So cruel!
(now we're thinking back to that conversation about religion and god and the twilight zone...)
Fifth stop: So, we followed the detour - back on to the highway, take next exit right, turn right again and again and instead of ending up right back where we were, somehow, we were on the other side of the highway at the gas station. (it felt like Escher's staircase in reality)
Woohoo!
Except that the pumps weren't working. It turns out the computers had been down for the last 20 mins according to the very apologetic station attendant. Sigh.
We both turned and stared at the last remaining gas station across the road and prayed for success.
Sixth stop: Across we went and drove around the closed pumps to the back to find one of the two available and filled up. Yes!
The whole trip must have taken nearly an hour of driving around.
Meanwhile, no work was getting done. A conf call was getting missed. And Steve and I found out that we make a good team in difficult circumstances.
And if that's not a good sign for NAPHIA and pet insurance, I don't know what is!
PS. Steve sent me this email just yesterday: Hi Laura, My accountant just got a call from AMEX asking if the BP charge for gas in Pittsburgh “really happened”. I thought that was funny. Maybe our journey was not meant to end there. Regards Steve
Really!
