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I'm still here. Partly. I haven't dropped dead on someone's yard, anyway.
First thing on the update agenda.... Operation Dean is now defunct. In it's place is the new Operation ETA. One of the best parts of working for the gubbermint for a few years was all the acronyms, so the new operation has one! Operation Escape To Austin. E.T.A. Yes, I've chosen the target location. Huzzah! Now, I have to get my resume on Monster/HotJobs/Whatever, start looking for a place to live, etc. In addition, I'll be building up all of the necessities for a new life, since everywhere I've ever rented has been furnished. I have the bed, and a new kitchen shelf/table/islandy thing, and a microwave, and a contact grill, and a super-massive bean-baggy couch/chair. It's freakin' huge! So, I can sleep, eat, and sit (and watch tv/dvds - I have a tv and all the electronics you can ask for). Those are the absolute necessities. Pretty much anything else I can find is gravy.
I'm still working my butt off to get $$$ built up for the move. Another week, another umpteen inspections.
Let's see... what were the fun ones this week? Hmmmm.... well, I had one where a guy came running out yelling at me. I went thru my whole thing... go to the door, ring the bell, stand and wait a minimum of a minute to give them time to get to the door. No one comes to the door, I take my exterior photos and move on to the next one. I had already taken my photos and was headed for the car when this guy comes out screaming at me... "WHY ARE YOU TAKING PHOTOS OF MY HOUSE???" Stay calm, try to just inform him who I am and why I'm there. Standard procedure, even if he is yelling. I glanced at the assignment sheet and said "Mr. Bob Clark?" His response: "Yes, now who are you?" "Dean Roth. I'm with Farmers Insurance. They asked me to do an exterior inspection of your home." It's basically a script. I say the same thing over and over and over, just changing names. "So why are you taking pictures of my house???" "Ummm... that's the extent of the exterior inspection when no one comes to the door." "Who is this for???" *glancing down* "The Michael Berg Agency requested it." "He doesn't live here!" "No, sir... that's the insurance agent. The homeowner of record is Bob Clark." (I had already asked him if he was Mr. Bob Clark, remember?) "He doesn't live here! You have the wrong house." "Of course, sir. I'm sure it's just an error at the office." (Like hell... he had already told me he was the correct person. He just didn't remember.) "I've had to deal with them before! They have the wrong house!" "Certainly, sir. I'll just be on my way. No problem." "Don't be coming back, either! You have the wrong house." And I hopped in my car and zipped away. I also sent the inspection in when I got back to the office. There wasn't any incorrect address. He just didn't want any pictures taken for whatever reason. *shrug* If he'd just come to the door and said "I don't want it done." I would've turned it in as Refused. It would've been much easier.
Actually, I think that's about the most interesting thing I've had happen. The life of an inspector isn't all that exciting.
Updating more often very soon!
First thing on the update agenda.... Operation Dean is now defunct. In it's place is the new Operation ETA. One of the best parts of working for the gubbermint for a few years was all the acronyms, so the new operation has one! Operation Escape To Austin. E.T.A. Yes, I've chosen the target location. Huzzah! Now, I have to get my resume on Monster/HotJobs/Whatever, start looking for a place to live, etc. In addition, I'll be building up all of the necessities for a new life, since everywhere I've ever rented has been furnished. I have the bed, and a new kitchen shelf/table/islandy thing, and a microwave, and a contact grill, and a super-massive bean-baggy couch/chair. It's freakin' huge! So, I can sleep, eat, and sit (and watch tv/dvds - I have a tv and all the electronics you can ask for). Those are the absolute necessities. Pretty much anything else I can find is gravy.
I'm still working my butt off to get $$$ built up for the move. Another week, another umpteen inspections.
Let's see... what were the fun ones this week? Hmmmm.... well, I had one where a guy came running out yelling at me. I went thru my whole thing... go to the door, ring the bell, stand and wait a minimum of a minute to give them time to get to the door. No one comes to the door, I take my exterior photos and move on to the next one. I had already taken my photos and was headed for the car when this guy comes out screaming at me... "WHY ARE YOU TAKING PHOTOS OF MY HOUSE???" Stay calm, try to just inform him who I am and why I'm there. Standard procedure, even if he is yelling. I glanced at the assignment sheet and said "Mr. Bob Clark?" His response: "Yes, now who are you?" "Dean Roth. I'm with Farmers Insurance. They asked me to do an exterior inspection of your home." It's basically a script. I say the same thing over and over and over, just changing names. "So why are you taking pictures of my house???" "Ummm... that's the extent of the exterior inspection when no one comes to the door." "Who is this for???" *glancing down* "The Michael Berg Agency requested it." "He doesn't live here!" "No, sir... that's the insurance agent. The homeowner of record is Bob Clark." (I had already asked him if he was Mr. Bob Clark, remember?) "He doesn't live here! You have the wrong house." "Of course, sir. I'm sure it's just an error at the office." (Like hell... he had already told me he was the correct person. He just didn't remember.) "I've had to deal with them before! They have the wrong house!" "Certainly, sir. I'll just be on my way. No problem." "Don't be coming back, either! You have the wrong house." And I hopped in my car and zipped away. I also sent the inspection in when I got back to the office. There wasn't any incorrect address. He just didn't want any pictures taken for whatever reason. *shrug* If he'd just come to the door and said "I don't want it done." I would've turned it in as Refused. It would've been much easier.
Actually, I think that's about the most interesting thing I've had happen. The life of an inspector isn't all that exciting.
Updating more often very soon!