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August 28, 2003
Excuse my french
Some bastard backed into my car today. Hit and run. I'm not very happy. In Ohio and Indiana, you call the police and they come out and take a report. They look at the damage and at least pretend to make you think they are working on it.
Here in California, specifically the San Fernando Valley, they just take the info over the phone. "I'll call you back with an accident report number and you can call it into your insurance," says the piece of crap traffic police operator.
What if I want the stupid freak who hit me to pay for it? and not me or my insurance? What is this going to do to my insurance rate? Son-of-a-bitch.
If it's my neighbors across the street, I'm gonna be so pissed at them for not leaving a note or knocking on the door. The way the damage is...it looks like it came straight from their driveway...and is the same color as their vehicle.
The other possibility is the idiot poolman. That would just top it off after all the other crap we have been going through with our electricity and air and stupid pool crap. You pay rent for the freakin' pool along with your house and we haven't been able to use it for a month and a week.
O.K. rant complete, for now.
Posted by Marc at August 28, 2003 2:40 AM
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