I had an appointment at 08:00 this morning to have the oil changed and some other things looked at on my Tiburon (a.k.a. Tibby, Christina, Tina). On the way there, I thought to myself, "How funny would it be if I wrecked my car on the way to the dealership?" A minute later, my premonition was nearly fulfilled as I was rear-ended while exiting 141 @ Manchester. Thankfully, neither party was injured. The lady was very apologetic, so I felt bad when I called in the claim later on.
In addition to the work originally scheduled to be done on Tina, I got an estimate for fixing up her booty. Even though the only damage was a mildly scratched-up bumper, it will cost over $600 to fix. If hadn't filed a claim, I would be responsible for all of that since I have a $1000 deductible. Since I wasn't at fault, I hope this doesn't affect my insurance premium.
In the end, it turned out not to be very funny, but quite ironic on a couple of different levels.
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