Yesterday I thought someone was trying to scam me via email. Got a thing supposedly from my insurance company, saying my claim was now online.
I'm in Iraq, and expecting to be home in about three weeks. My dad has my car, and he's a better driver than I am, so I didn't think I had to worry about anything. Not that I don't worry- I've had nightmares about bad things happening to my car since I came back from leave. So, I emailed him, saying I suspected a scam, and I just wanted to check in.
Here is the summary of the response I got.
1. He let my younger sister, who I really don't like, who wrecked her first and third cars, and who has been known to drive drunk, drive my '92 Formula Red, my second most prized possession in the world, to work.
2. She started leaving the doors open after driving the car. Not just unlocked, but open.
3. Someone came by in the night and used a rock to bash a screwdriver into the ignition.
I can't think of many things, barring a death in the family, that would be worse to come home to after fourteen months overseas. At the very least, I don't think I will be speaking to my sister for, say, five years or so. Possibly to my dad, either.
Just venting, I guess, but I'm incredibly angry right now. I figure posting here is better than tossing grenades in random directions.
Nick
I'm in Iraq, and expecting to be home in about three weeks. My dad has my car, and he's a better driver than I am, so I didn't think I had to worry about anything. Not that I don't worry- I've had nightmares about bad things happening to my car since I came back from leave. So, I emailed him, saying I suspected a scam, and I just wanted to check in.
Here is the summary of the response I got.
1. He let my younger sister, who I really don't like, who wrecked her first and third cars, and who has been known to drive drunk, drive my '92 Formula Red, my second most prized possession in the world, to work.
2. She started leaving the doors open after driving the car. Not just unlocked, but open.
3. Someone came by in the night and used a rock to bash a screwdriver into the ignition.
I can't think of many things, barring a death in the family, that would be worse to come home to after fourteen months overseas. At the very least, I don't think I will be speaking to my sister for, say, five years or so. Possibly to my dad, either.
Just venting, I guess, but I'm incredibly angry right now. I figure posting here is better than tossing grenades in random directions.
Nick