What a Day

Geez! Is it a full moon? Something sure is stirring up the crazy right now. Yesterday was a complete bust. I was trapped at home for most of the day waiting on my pest control people to come out and take care of some ants that have decided the master bathroom is a lovely place to call home. Sorry, the house is full. Move along! Well, evidently, the pest control people had something better to do with their time because they never bothered to show up or respond to the THREE voicemail messages I left inquiring where they were or why they thought standing me up was acceptable customer service. I ended up rescheduling with an answering service employee that started answering the phones after 5:00p.m. for tomorrow (Thursday). Let's hope, for their sake, that they show up. Actually, maybe we should be hoping they show up for my sake because I seriously think I may hunt them down if my time is wasted again.

Then, I got a call from Anh telling me that there was a slight problem with my truck. He had borrowed it for the day while his car was in the shop for maintenance, and I had spoken to him only 15 minutes prior and everything was fine at that point. What in the world had happened? Fast forward to this...

Turns out that my 6000 lb tank is not as indestructible as the dealers would have you believe. Sure, it can do AMAZING things off-road, but apparently while in the "asphalt jungle" there are limits to what it can withstand. The truck met it's match when it went up against a gas station barrier. At first glance, Anh thought there were only some minor scratches on the trim work. Sadly, as he tried to drive off, he realized the situation was more serious. Something was making a terrible grinding noise and the truck was vibrating. I'd say those are both huge indicators of a problem.

Anh once again got out of the truck to inspect for damage and that's when he noticed the rear wheels were bent at an odd angle. Again, not a good sign. It would seem that somehow when Anh bumped the barrier, one of the rear wheels was at the perfect angle to somehow get stuck between two concrete pillars and either the wheel or the axle snapped as Anh pulled forward. Basically, Anh had a really bad "curb check" that will do doubt cost a pretty penny to repair. It's just one of those freak things that happens and forces you to ask, "Why me?!" We probably couldn't recreate the damage if we were trying. That's how random it was. Perfect timing and wheel angle/alignment...lucky us! The tow truck driver was amazed by the damage, and of course, the dealer was astounded by Anh's handiwork. They simply couldn't believe the amount of damage caused while moving at the lightspeed of 5 mph.

So, just as we had one car returned, another one is delivered on a flatbed truck. Now, we wait to hear what this is going to cost us. At least, when I write that check, I'll know that it comes with an insurance policy. I no longer have to worry about will happen should I ever have an accident in Anh's beloved truck. He won't be able to say a word. That, my friends, is priceless!