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Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Arrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhh
Monday last week a I was sitting at a redlight minding my own business. I was driving my bright red Chevy Suburban and pulling a 30 foot flatbed trailer when a kid with his head stuck up his butt plowed into the trailer. (Ouch my poor back just what it needed was more trauma) This thing pulled straight as an arrow at 80 mph before the wreck with a ton of weight on it. Now I cant get up to 55 with a small car on it without the trailer trying to pass me on the left.
The insurance company sent an adjuster out this morning and he said, " it cant be bent unless the welds are broken, and the welds are fine."
It took all my self control to not beat the guy with my cane. I asked him if he actually meant you couldnt bend a piece of steel without breaking a weld. He again said yes. Well after a good amount of yelling and nearly bending the adjuster - without breaking his welds - he admitted that it could be bent.
So now I have to find a place that repairs trailers to take a look at it.
Why couldnt the guy just look where was going?
The doc has me on muscle relaxers and I cant stand for a long period of time. Great fun.
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