My Car, Disabled

[bjarvis]

About two weeks ago, my windshield was wacked with a flying rock while I was scooting around I495 to work. I didn't think much of it at the moment, but later that day I got a good look at the ding and the spreading cracks. kent4str urged me to get the windshield replaced before winter freeze/thaw cycles made it worse.

I called our insurance company who hooked me up with a glass replacement firm who does house calls. The appointment time came & went with no replacement in sight. Apparently, there was some sort of data entry error which prevented the call from being dispatched. Yeah, whatever.

My schedule was a nightmare last week so I didn't get a chance to reschedule until Friday. That appointment was this afternoon. cuyahogarvr, because he loves me so, cancelled his afternoon plans so he could be here for the replacement work.

The replacement guys came & went: apparently, the windshield they brought wasn't the right type for my car. Yeah, right. They'll be back tomorrow and are waiving the $100 deductible for cuyahogarvr's troubles.

Here's what my car currently looks like (sigh):

Comments

[weekilter.livejournal.com]

Be glad that the DOT standards mandates that safety glass in windshields is *laminated* safety glass rather than tempered which shatters in a gaziilion iddy-biddy pieces.