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Title: I HATE that phone call
Post by: ChadTower on October 27, 2006, 04:42:32 pm

Just got the periodic phone call from the wife:

"I backed into the control box at the car wash... scraped up the car, broke the taillight."

Sigh.  I can't remember my insurance deductible.

Title: Re: I HATE that phone call
Post by: J_K_M_A_N on October 27, 2006, 05:04:18 pm

With the show about to fly, I ALWAYS expect a call from my wife saying she got in an accident. She can't drive for crap! I feel for you.

J_K_M_A_N

Title: Re: I HATE that phone call
Post by: Buddabing on October 27, 2006, 05:43:57 pm

Sorry, man.

One of Murphy's corollaries says that deductible = damage + 1.

Title: Re: I HATE that phone call
Post by: ChadTower on October 27, 2006, 07:07:58 pm

The damage is local, I saw.  Driver's taillight housing smashed but all signals still work.  Quarter panel is scraped and dented all the way across but not very deep.  If I had the hardware to paint it I could probably fix it myself without more than a day or two of effort.

It's a 2005, though, so I may just let the insurance do it.  I'll call our agent monday.

Title: Re: I HATE that phone call
Post by: CheffoJeffo on October 27, 2006, 08:12:08 pm

You see, my wife only gets in accidents when she is driving my car, which I make sure is always full of junk so she doesn't want to drive it.

Except when hers is in the shop ... like now ...

 :-\

Cheers.

Title: Re: I HATE that phone call
Post by: Glaine on October 28, 2006, 03:40:27 pm

I can't relate.

but I used to like getting those salesmen calls as a kid.
I would talk with them for a long time and try to sell them something
ie: "Gee, that sounds swell. Ya know what goes good with Encyclapedias? Hot Pockets. I've got 3 limited edition, mint sealed boxes in my possession".

Or when the Army would call when I was in High School I would listen to their whole speech and then turn them down cuz I didn't want to just hang up one em - one time a guy showed up at my school looking for me the next day. So desperate to recruit everyone back then. No thanks, the only thing I'm dying for is a quarter-pounder with bacon & cheese.