When I was with my ex-husband, I used to bug him to go to the dentist. I had great benefits and he had never had coverage before.

After being married for only 18 months, I learned he had cheated on me with at least one woman. My heart was shattered as I moved out. At work I asked HR to remove him from my benefits so my deduction would go down.

After a couple of months, he calls me at work (and just doesn’t sound like his usual self). I was polite and professional, and asked how he was doing. Turns out he had a once-in-a-lifetime toothache that had kept him up all night.

Then he asked the million-dollar question: ‘I need to go to the dentist. How does our benefit plan work?’ I had such a hard time maintaining my composure, oh how I wanted to laugh and clap my hands in joy. Instead, I calmly replied that he was no longer on my benefit plan

‘What? We’re still married!’ This, even though he never grasped the concept of monogamy. I informed him that benefits cost money and I needed every cent I earned. Then I wished him luck and said goodbye.

It was a good day. A very good day indeed.