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Me ... a problem?
21:33 Feb 22 2008
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I called the insurance company to report some roof damage to one of the rental homes. I gave them the name the policy should be under, thinking they would not have a problem pulling it up.
After telling her again the four names the deeds is in, meaning the insurance will be in those names again, she comes back with "You said it should be in..." and she gave me my parents names. I gave up and went in my office to do what I should of done to start with.
I went and hunted the damn policy number when she ask me if I filed a police report. Uhhh huh? "Why in the world would I file a police report? You do undertand it singles blown off a house roof- right?" What? Did she think they were stolen? I swear you could hear the blond coming thru the fucking phone. "I have to ask these questions." she told me in a whinney ass tone. No- you just have to put the answer down bitch. Why sound like a stupid ass? *bites my tongue*
I wait as she types, telling me how much coverage I had on the policy. Then she asked me the address and I had to ask "Do you not have it on the policy? How do you know which one is my house?" She told me I was being a ..... problem.
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I told her to let the insurance adjuster to call me and I will deal with him. Ohhh this one is going to be fun, I can just tell. And me a problem? Honey... you have no idea how much of a problem I can be.
13:29 Feb 06 2008
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I got a question for you smart folks. Let’s say you have your household goods stored at a moving company. Now this moving company agrees to deliver out the household goods to you within five working days of you calling and ordering it out.
It’s Monday. You want it brought to you on Friday. I am busy on Friday, but offer you Wednesday or Thursday of this week. WITHIN the five day rule.
Now let’s say you tell me that you have to have a Friday as that is the day you have off work, only day you can take the items. Ok- the next Friday is open, we can bring it to you then. You book that date, fussing and huffing, then tell me that you are stopping the storage payment on this Friday because I was unable to deliver it within the five days.
WTF?
Yes- I can. I can have it at your door step on two days of the five. “But you was unable to meet his requested date.” I am sorry but it reads- “Upon notice of delivery request- the transportation service company has five working days to perform the requested delivery, or at that time the storage cost will halt*
WITHIN those five days is the issue. IT does not say YOU get to pick your freaking date- it reads I have FIVE days to meet your request. Why should I have it sitting here for a week not making me money? It should be paid until the Friday he is requesting. Right? Is it just me…or do you see my point?
The man at the Army base is starting to get on my nerves, and I found a warning he faxed me about not being able to meet the 5 day rule.
Son of a Bitch.
Stupid people make my teeth hurt.
00:33 Feb 06 2008
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Arriving at the Elizabthtown, Ky. location we was delivering at today around 8:30 am we parked out in the street. We walked up the driveway, guys seeing how to park the truck as I went to the door to say hello. I knocked…no answer. I knocked a little harder and glance in the window to see a house full of furniture. Huh… that was odd. But it was a big house, with a basement. I knocked again and no answer. I started to call the three phone numbers I had. One was a cell and I left a voice mail. 2nd was no longer in service. The third had no answer or machine.
Funny as I did not hear the phone ring in the house. We stand, waiting…and waiting. I checked the address. Quartz Court. I am talking this over with the guys when the next door neighbor comes out and ask us what we are doing. Telling her we were there to delivery Stg. XXX she told us that we was wrong. She knew the people and they, nor was any of their children in the military.
A call to Ft. Know- talking to several people, and it only took me calling the police to check I was at the right address. A hour and half later, watching the huge rain storm rolling in that we was trying to beat to keep from working in it all day, knowing we would have been half way done by now, the member called the base back form his post. His wife was at the house waiting, no phone yet.
Ending what is a long freaking story- He told the base the wrong town. He did not live in Elizbethtown. He lives in a small town just outside of it. It was so small he thought it would be hard for us to find. And think…it has a street by the same name. He did not get back to returning my call, but thought his wife had. He had directions written up for when I called. Safe to say the base gave him a talking to.
Hell- I used mapquest to find the street…. In the WRONG town.
O.o
Please tell me his job in the armed service does not included weapons. Let him be like …a dentist or something. I have grated my teeth together all day to keep my mouth shut. Dumb ass.
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