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And that's why the lady is a bitch
Jun. 10th, 2002 04:46 pmWelcome to the Alpha Female pissing contest.
It's me against the rep from the management company.
I've:
Called more than once to report the problem.
Called my own insurance carrier and filed a claim.
Called three contractors to get bids on repairing the damage.
Spent two nights in a hotel at my own expense, will spend three more by the reconstruction company's estimate.
Showed my house to the President of the Homeowner's Board with much grinching and growling. Somebody besides me needed to see this.
Made at least three phone calls to all the parties concerned, and one to my real estate agent.
Hung up on the management company rep when she wanted to tell me how "she wasn't going to go into it with me," regarding how they were not going to submit a claim with the master policy for structural damage. (Her idea was going to be to go ask the homeowner who caused the problem to pay for it all - after they did it and tried to get away with it by not telling anyone. As if.)
Called the agent of the company the master policy is written with and told him my side of story.
(Frankly, this is chump change .. maybe $1000 worth, at best.)
Called three contractors and asked them to come by and make bids on Thursday morning when Allstate is coming by to see What The House Looks Like.
Downloaded the complaint form and began filling it out.
Lo and behold, after lunch, the contractor the management company sent out on Saturday told me they've been given the contract to repair the place.
I win.
The house should be on the market by Anime Expo.
Winner of the "Adding Insult to Injury" Award - my dear beloved Love - who was so concerned about not hitting me leaving the house yesterday, he misjudged the turn radius on the station wagon vs. the post holding the carport up and *crunch.*
Yet another insurance claim.
And I hereby nominate myself for "Suckah!" - the insurance lady wants to know how much food normally costs...and I tell her the truth. NOW, to get reimbursed for having to eat every single meal outside of the house, we have to eat sushi or Kobe beef every meal to get reimbursed for any of it because they only cover anything above and beyond normal expenses.
Truth - I don't mind. Honest is nice. And an insurance claim shouldn't be a junket ride.
( And if all that hasn't been enough of a mind fuck for you, my sister has decided now is a good time to start sending me email again )
Can I get off now?
It's me against the rep from the management company.
I've:
Called more than once to report the problem.
Called my own insurance carrier and filed a claim.
Called three contractors to get bids on repairing the damage.
Spent two nights in a hotel at my own expense, will spend three more by the reconstruction company's estimate.
Showed my house to the President of the Homeowner's Board with much grinching and growling. Somebody besides me needed to see this.
Made at least three phone calls to all the parties concerned, and one to my real estate agent.
Hung up on the management company rep when she wanted to tell me how "she wasn't going to go into it with me," regarding how they were not going to submit a claim with the master policy for structural damage. (Her idea was going to be to go ask the homeowner who caused the problem to pay for it all - after they did it and tried to get away with it by not telling anyone. As if.)
Called the agent of the company the master policy is written with and told him my side of story.
(Frankly, this is chump change .. maybe $1000 worth, at best.)
Called three contractors and asked them to come by and make bids on Thursday morning when Allstate is coming by to see What The House Looks Like.
Downloaded the complaint form and began filling it out.
Lo and behold, after lunch, the contractor the management company sent out on Saturday told me they've been given the contract to repair the place.
I win.
The house should be on the market by Anime Expo.
Winner of the "Adding Insult to Injury" Award - my dear beloved Love - who was so concerned about not hitting me leaving the house yesterday, he misjudged the turn radius on the station wagon vs. the post holding the carport up and *crunch.*
Yet another insurance claim.
And I hereby nominate myself for "Suckah!" - the insurance lady wants to know how much food normally costs...and I tell her the truth. NOW, to get reimbursed for having to eat every single meal outside of the house, we have to eat sushi or Kobe beef every meal to get reimbursed for any of it because they only cover anything above and beyond normal expenses.
Truth - I don't mind. Honest is nice. And an insurance claim shouldn't be a junket ride.
( And if all that hasn't been enough of a mind fuck for you, my sister has decided now is a good time to start sending me email again )
Can I get off now?
