December 16th, 2005

Roman

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I think the performance will go well. As usual, I find myself with a few iffy spots in the music, places where I am not sure I am singing the right notes. I need to get my costumes ready, too. I have the basic ones but I would like to have a shawl for the first piece, some kind of earth-toned shawl. Another reason to hit the thrift stores.

But this aft I first have to bring the beastie Bullet to the vet's for a recheck. I'm sure he's fine but let's just have a look, is my thought. I had been worried about his loss of weight and I hope that it has stabilized. He eats enough, so if he is still losing then we should find out why.

Yesterday afternoon I backed into a car in a shopping center parking lot. The owner of the other car was not particularly friendly, starting out with "let's see your drivers license". And I couldn't find the damn thing. He got on his cell  phone: "She doesn't have a drivers license. Call the police." I was really irritated that he put it that way. Then I couldn't find my current insurance card.I remember having it in my wallet but no...not any more. So I was looking more and more like the criminal I am. Finally I remembered when I had last seen the license - when I went to reclaim my bro's car in San Jose. I thought maybe I had taken it out and it was in that pile of papers on the back seat...and it was. The other guy loosened up then, nd after a while we both agreed to leave the scene because it could be a long time before the police arrived anyway and now that I had my license he felt better. I noted that the name on his insurance card was his own, and asked if he owned the insurance company, and he said yes. I said "That explains why you're so suspicious!" - with a laugh. "You must have seen a lot more than I have." He was more relaxed then.

I fretted on my way home. I had intended to go to the Savon drug store to pick up toys for various toy drives, but had lost the urge, for now. I have a $500 deductible and I am sure my insurance will go up. After driving for years without incident, in my previous civic, I have now had two insurance-worthy accidents in my new civic. It pains me to see my poor baby beaten up like this. And it has been my fault, which of course makes it worse.

After I got home I called the insurance company and they gave me a claim number, confirmed the $500 deductible, told me I had rental car insurance (something I made sure I had after the last incident). I decided to go to the body shop right away and make arrangements. I went to my favorite, B&B Collision Repair, which is not far from the shopping center or my house. As usual, they were helpful, friendly, and accommodating. They are a Farmers Insurance preferred repair shop, so when I go there I don't need to contact an adjuster. When I left there it was  all arranged. I will bring the car in on January 3 and a rental car will be waiting for me, or a van to the rental car place, Enterprise. Really pretty easy. I hate shelling out the $500 but my baby will be so much happier without the damage marring her pretty self.
Roman

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I usually have reasonably good experiences with clerks in stores. There are times that I just get irritated, though, and I can't point to something really awful that the clerk did to deserve my irritation. Such was the case this morning.

I stopped at Savon drugs before going to work, to snag a few things to eat (I didn't have breakfast) and to buy a few toys for toy drives. I looked over the toys, picked out a few, was interested in a third, but couldn't find the price. I went to the register with my finds and asked the clerk how much was that toy fish tank. He said he'd have to scan it. Fine. I picked it up and brought it to him. He stood there. I said "How much is it?" He said "Do you have an Albertson's/Savon card? There may be a discount." I hunted in my wallet and did not find the card. He asked for my phone number. I gave him one number, then another, and neither resulted in a match. He just looked at me. I asked him to scan the toy. It was too much money. So I said to go ahead with the transaction without that toy.

He ran it up, gave me the amount, and I ran my debit card through. He gave me a receipt. I noticed he had not bagged my Starbucks Frappuccino and box of granola bars (breakfast), so I put the frap bottle in my jacket pocket. As I did so, he said "I didn't ring those up. I didn't see them." I was annoyed by then, because I was in a hurry to get to work, waited for him to ring them up, paid cash, got out.

I thought about coming back later to get a new Albertson's/Savon card, considering my old one doesn't seem to be in the system, but I didn't want to see that guy again. Funny how so little can have such an effect. And it probably all comes from a general irritation left over from yesterday's accident. I thought I was okay with it now, but maybe not.