Oh, What a Shitty Day.5
In chronological order:1. Yesterday, I get a call from the people who currently own the house I am buying. My cell phone dies in mid-conversation. I am on the road and I know they are calling because there is some sort of problem. My charger is at home, so I need to make the 30 minute trek home to get the charger. Annoying, but it’s my fault for being too lazy and sleepy to charge it the night before because I had been busting my ass all weekend moving, packing, and cleaning – almost entirely by myself.
2. The people call back and tell me that the washer (which is listed as one of the inclusions in the home purchase) no longer works. In fact, it spilled water everywhere. They’d like to handle this without having to rewrite or amend the contract, …meaning they’d like to just give me some cash to get a new one, which is fine with me.
So, I leave work early to survey the used washing machine market and also checked out some scratch n’ dent models, …a cheapo washer + delivery = $300. I can tell they didn’t like the dollar amount I asked for, so I’m expecting some sort of response today.
3. That brings me to today, …where my phone (now fully charged) sits on my coffee table at home instead of in my pocket at work because I forgot it this morning.
4. Next, I decide to clear up a matter with the unholy DMV. Seems they think my license is suspended. I actually found out about this while in Cedarburg:
Note on my car –someone hit it while it was parked. See police.
Police tell me someone hit my car, no damage. Also say my license is suspended, they won’t let me drive away. Wife drives. This happens in front of my in-laws.
I call DMV, “your license is not suspended, it’s a mistake”.
Last week, insurance guy says, “you got higher rates because your license is suspended.”
I call DMV. It is suspended. Why did they say it wasn’t before? No idea.
It’s been suspended FOR TWO FREAKING YEARS!!!! I’ve received NO NOTICES of this at all. I’d file a complaint, but what good will it do. I owe $50.
5. I need to rent a truck for this weekend’s moving festivities. My first call was to a local Uhaul place run by Arabs. It’s very near my new house and would be most convenient. So, I call. The phone rings between 7000 and 10000 times. Finally …
“Yes, hello?” Heavy accented old women.
“Hi, I’d like to rent a truck for this weekend.”
“uhhh, when do you need it?”
“This weekend,” Said in a still cheerful way.
“Can you do my favor? Call back 2 hours.”
Ok. So, I call some other places in the meantime. All booked. I find a few places that can squeeze me in for a few hours and a few hundred bucks, no thanks. I find a Ryder place that has what I need, but their rates are higher. I call back the Arab place in 2 hours.
“Yeah, …” Heavy accented man.
“Hi, I’d like to rent a truck for this weekend.”
“Ok, when you need it?”
“I’m flexible, Friday or Saturday.”
“Which day?”
“Friday, and I’d like to keep it until Saturday.”
“Friday, no, no. Can’t have on Friday.”
“Ok, …what about Saturday.”
“You can have truck until 3pm. Bring drivers license and credit card. Ok?” He’s trying to end this call.
“Uhhh, hold on. What size truck is it?”
“17 foot, ok?” Irritated and trying to end the call.
“Well, what’s the rate?”
He sighs. Jeebus H Crisper, …I’d like to know what I’m renting and how much it will be jackass!
“$29.95. .89/mile.”
“And I can have it till 3, …what time can I pick it up?”
“We open at 6:30.”
“Ok, can I reserve it?”
“Bring in credit card and drivers license.”
“Can’t I do it over the phone?”
“What? No. No. We don’t do that.”
CLICK
That fucker hung up on me! That son of a bitch. So, I wrote a letter to the PR department at Uhaul, I’ll let you know if I hear anything back. In the meantime, I’m going with Ryder.
6. The wife calls this afternoon to tell me that there are charges on her credit card that she did not make. One’s a hotel reservation in Indianapolis. She called the hotel and they investigated. They are refunding her money because they made a mistake in not asking for ID.
The charges were for about $700. They have phone numbers that the person called and signatures that he left. The guy also used our address.
The wife suspects that he got it from some hotel reservations she made for her dad in July. Or, he could have gotten it from our trash, but she’s not sure.
If that’s the only charge he made, then we’re probably ok, but we won’t find out for sure until later tonight.
On the way home tonight I am picking up a fraud packet at the police department and we’ll fill it out tonight. We’ve got some leads, so it would be great if they caught this guy, but it really pisses me off that someone was taking advantage of her.
I hope it hasn’t gone any futher.
Fingers crossed.
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