Esurance.com commercials piss me off and here’s why: they are cartoons escaping from doom, gloom, and evil madd scientists. Or alternatively, giant robot football players. And I’m supposed to even understand why a cartoon woman superspy is so goddamned concerned about getting car insurance via the intertubes before stealing a car to make a getaway. What? I don’t get it, TV. Explain it better. Make me believe that buying car insurance via the internet is a life or death prospect. Lie to me. But don’t expect me to believe that cartoon women need car insurance to escape giant robot football players. That is not how the world turns. Coincidentally, I got a refund from my old car insurance company to the tune of $122.87 today. No spies involved. No robots. No madd scientists. Just $122.87 of US dollars. I hate you, esurance.com.