Walking in the Shadows

Random musings from Warwickshire on life in general... Things that make me laugh, make me cry, things that wind me up beyond all endurance - and everything in between.

Showing posts with label Insurance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Insurance. Show all posts

Italian Police Car

GALLARDO POLICE CAR


The new Italian Lamborghini Gallardo police car at its unveiling ceremony, one of two new high speed patrol cars in the Italian police force, needed to catch speeding drivers:









What a car!






Pity they couldn't find someone who could drive it...






Mamma Mia!




They don't seem to have any better luck steering ships, either!




If you say you're going to call someone back - then DO SO!

That's something that really bugs me. I'd made all the arrangements for a specific company to call me back last night about my car insurance quote, as I'd have the renewal premium and I could make a fair comparison.

Well, the time drifted by, and no phone call came, and come 21:30 last night, I had got steam coming out of my ears, and was resolved to tell them if they got around to calling me, that I had already accepted a quote and was no longer interested in dealing with them.

I know that there will be some excuse (I mean reason) given as to why the call wasn't made but the guy I'd spoken to said that he was only in on a Wednesday, and he would call to discuss the propsed deal.

But, as they couldn't (or wouldn't) keep their end of the bargain, I am not going to lose out financially, as the quote I have accepted is a lot lower than the quote that they gave me at first (as in £189 less!)

Now all I need to do is get the paperwork from my current insurance company showing my no-claims entitlement, and I'm all set.

Guess I should call this quits - I'm supposed to be working. Well, that's the theory anyway!

Back later.


Karen
I've been watching, I've been waiting
In the shadows for my time

A quieter day...

Thank god for small mercies. After the trials and tribulations of yesterday, I’m having a better day.

Mind you, I was in a grotty mood anyway, as I’d managed to get the renewal premium for my car insurance, and it was not very good. Some much for we’ll beat any genuine quote. That’s just a lure to get new business, and doesn’t apply to existing customers. So, as I’ve managed to get a quote for my insurance (with the added bits, such as protected no claims bonus and legal assistance – very useful if some prat runs into you) for £189 less.

But I'm still suffering from the events of yesterday, as the miserable cow whose tyres I was trying to sort is blaming me for the thing going wrong in the first place. I wouldn't normally object, but what really pisses me off, is the fact that I sent the paperwork across to one of her colleagues with all the information on.

Thankfully, the person who usually looks after the miserable cow is now back in the office, so they can deal with her as I am now refusing to have anything to do with the account, as all I get is grief and my own work has been suffering.

Ah well, guess I should think about doing some more work, but I'm starting to get TNFI...

Back later if I get the chance.

Karen

I've been watching, I've been waiting
In the shadows for my time

Distant rumblings

I’m not a happy little tigger. My insurance company has refused to issue a statement of no-claims, as they said that their system wouldn’t allow them to issue it until such time as the policy had expired.

Thanks a bunch. That means that I can’t insure my car with another insurance company, as they won’t release the statement. Thankfully, the new insurer has said that if I provide them with my policy number, and a contact name, then they can get the confirmation over the ‘phone, and can get the ball rolling for me.

Add into the mixture that I’m in a tremendous amount of pain (and the bloody pain killers aren’t working) and you get one pissed off tigger.

Nevertheless, there is one bright spot – I’ve been able to get my hospital appointment moved from the 23rd of November to the 12th of October.

I pointed out that the consultant had asked to see me in September and that the November appointment was far from convenient. So, amazingly, I was offered an appointment the beginning of October, but that was smack bang in the middle of my holiday.

But that doesn't help me with the pain, so I guess that it means that I shoud go and see my GP to see what they can do to help, as I'm getting really fed up.

Suppose I should get on with some w*rk, but I'm suffering from TNFI...

Back when I get the chance.

Karen

Learning to fly, but I don't have wings