As I mentioned previously, our house was hit by a pretty big storm about a month ago. The sky pelted these suckers...
In the 4 weeks that they made us wait, until an adjuster could grace us with his presence, we were hit by a second storm. This time, a tornado. Thankfully, the tornado missed our house, but we sustained extraordinarily high winds, and more hail.
So...insurance man was now coming out to look at 2 storms.
Yesterday was the day. Jeremy worked from home so he could be there with the insurance adjuster. The appointment was at 1:00pm.
1:10 - he is not there
1:20 - still not there
1:30 - now this is getting rude
1:40 - Jeremy calls me and we decide he should call our insurance company
He calls the company, and they place a call the the adjuster who is, in fact supposed to come out that day. They connect Jeremy with the adjuster, who informs Jeremy of the following:
The insurance adjuster stated that today, he ended up in the ER with torn cartilage between all of his ribs. (It is unclear how he did this, but it sounds like it happened on another inspection) After 6 vials of morphine, they just released him. They instructed him not to work for 4 days, but he wants to look at our house sooner than that. (No thanks, torn rib guy, get your rest)
For real? Life, stop laughing at me. It's not funny. Just fix my house peeps. Or maybe, there will be another storm and he will be surveying 3.