Feb 25, 2010 18:59
Those of you on Facebook probably saw my rant about dog shit. I shouldn't have to worry about stepping in any when I get out of my car after work. I just shouldn't. I don't have a dog!
I know who's doing it, the problem is I haven't been able to catch the dog or the owner in the act. I guess I thought home owners were a bit more grown up than people who lived in an apartment where piles of dog crap are abundant. Wrong!
Not much else going on. Still waiting for my car and anxious whether it's going to be truly fixed or not. You just never know if the car will ever be the same after having extensive bodywork done. The other guy's insurance called my insurance and wanted them to give out my number so they could call me. I told them not to give out my number and that I didn't want to talk to them, they can read my statement in the police report. The guy ran a red light. End of story. You're not going to try and weasel out of paying up. Nope, sorry.