Lando Calrissian walks towards the Millenium Falcon, to commence the final assault to the Death Star. He tells Han Solo he'll take good care of her.
"Not a scratch!" Chides Han, obviously worried about his pride and joy.
"Would you get going, ya pirate!", Laughs Lando as he walks towards the starship. Leia, seeing the look on Han's face...
"what's wrong?", She asks.
"I dunno.", Han says looking at the Falcon one last time, "But why do I have that feeling like I'm never gonna see her again?"
Today, Leifs Auto Collision towed away my lil' blue Geo Metro. And I remembered that scene from Return of the Jedi, as I saw the ol' gal carted away on a flatbed, out of the parking lot.
I know, I know. I'm over worrying, but I can't help that feeling. When will it be back? In what condition? Will a mechanic steal all my pennies in the ashtray? I miss the blue thing already.
Even when the auto repair place got me a 2005 mustang as a loaner. And mind you, that is a sweet ass car! Power everything, CD player, and I took it over 85 mph just to see what it can do (It can do much more.). But I truly want my Geo back. Is that bizarre or what?
And Jeez, The insurance company, who is supposed to do all this, is dragging their feet so much, they probably only have stubs above the ankles! They told me I had to find a place to get an estimate, and Leifs told me in the state of Washington, the insurance company is supposed to do all that! It took 2 Weeks to get the offending driver to actually report the accident! And when I needed a loaner car, the insurance people said that I had to pay it all, and maybe they'd reimburse me later when their "investigation" is over. Whatta load of steamy crap! And I told them so.
Once again Leif Auto sprung for the rental and will be charging that insurance. Something else they are supposed to do. The guy at Leifs, his job is to help with these kind of problems, says these companies do that all the time. They take advantage of people like me and try to get off easy. Just like the Imperial juggernaut in Star Wars!!! Gasp!!!
The trucking company who hit me said they were so late with the report because of a death in the family. Well, I understand and sympathize, but there was almost a death in MY family when I was vaulted across a busy intersection! Then the driver didn't "have time" to report to matter. Meanwhile, I sleep maybe 6 hours all week because no one else had the time to do anything. Oh, they had time to try to bribe me with a small petty cash payoff. And they had time to avoid my calls (depleting my phone minutes twice) asking for their insurance...
So, I'm thinking lawyer. Much like the Jedi Council, just more money grubbing, no morals, and bad floral print ties. Okay, maybe not like the Jedi... More like Jabba the Hutt, or that spindly little cackling green thing on his lap. But thats what I need obviously to tread these murky waters.
And with my luck, that stupid insurance company will probably say they wont pay the $2500 to fix my car to pre-collision status. Well, too bad, they have to as it was all their policy holders fault. You're not junking my car. I want my Geo Metro back! (although we can talk 2005 mustang...) Come to think of it, that huge black dump truck did look like an engine of oppression the Empire would use. I was blindsided by my own Death Star dump truck! I'm a wreck right now, and when the car is taken car of and I have her back, I can start worrying about my own injuries.
March went in like a lion, and left like a lamb... Being eaten by a lion.
Friday, March 31, 2006
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