This Tahoe woman...I swear. She had her husband call the insurance company. He wasn't there when she rammed her rear bumper into my poor, defenseless, comparatively efficient little car. He can't describe how it all went down. What the heck?
Woman emailed me asking for various contact info and make/model/year of my car. I sent it to her. She just emailed me back saying that she is in training sessions for the next few days and to send the info to her husband. Why didn't she just forward the freakin' email I just sent her to her husband herself instead of making me do it?
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