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Aug 3, 2007
moving daze I know, I used a pun as the title of this post. I appologize. Anyway, earlier this week, I returned to Cincinnati, rented a truck, and drove all of my stuff back to Iowa. First off, thanks to the seven people who helped me load the truck. It didn't even feel like a move at all it went so quickly and easily. As I was picking up the truck, the lady at the counter asked if I wanted to purchase the insurance. I thought that maybe it was a good idea, so I asked her how much. Instead of saying something like "50 dollars" she went into this long explaination of 3 different plans they had, and gave dollar amounts to them. It was something that was too complex to agree to on the spot like that, so I declined. What could go wrong. Luckily, nothing did go wrong in my case. But, Wednesday was the big moving day here in Ames, since leases here run from August to July. The neighborhood I live in is called "Campustown," which I am sure you can piece together why. Needless to say, there are a lot of student apartments in this part of town, and Wednesday there was an army of trucks pulling trailers and Uhauls. During the evening, as I was walking back to the office after picking up the mail, I heard a loud bang. I look over at the pizza place next door, and I see a 24 foot Uhal that was attempting to drive through the parking lot on the other side. They backed up and I could see the top of the truck peeled back a few feet. It looked like someone had started peeling back the lid of a sardine can. On each side, the roof of the pizza place juts out a few feet, and she had caught one of the corners of the roof. It made me wish I had bought the insurance on the truck. If this girl hadn't, between the damage to the truck and the store, I wouldn't be suprised if she was on the hook for at leas $20,000. posted
by Unknown @ 11:17:00 AM |
