K flew home on Wednesday night. He called me from the car on his way home from the airport. He was stressed to the max. The two “Bobs at work were causing him undue stress and grief. I wish these two fucks would retire. They constantly jump to conclusions without knowing all the facts and create hysteria that makes a difficult situation unbearable. In other words, the “Bobs” are total pricks.
K had to escalate the situation and threaten legal action with insurance company because they would not authorize further needed repairs on his Audi. The original estimate was around $2,200 but will probably come in around $6,500. The car has been in the shop for over a month. The woman that hit K had Dairyland insurance. It’s one of the most fucked up companies K every dealt with. Their customer service is practically non-existent. They blame every delay on the body shop. Little do they know the owner of the body shop is a person friend of our auto broker fiend, Mike. The body shop is going out of their way to service K’s car. The insurance company employees are bunch of liars.
To make matter worse, K had an infection and had to go to the emergency room on Wednesday night. Infections can be life threatening for diabetics so he had get antibiotics. He got home from the hospital at 3:30 in the morning.
It’s Friday night and K just got home. Time to go out to dinner.
“I wish these two pricks would retire”
LOL!
OMG I make the worst gossip ever! I can’t even keep the insults straight! How could I mistake a fuck for a prick?! It’s early, I’ve only been awake for twenty minutes.
I didn’t know K was a diabetic! Or did I? OMG I think I’m losing it!