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My fifteen seconds of fame has apparently been extended (now I figure I get 30 seconds). An email from Bev yesterday morning started it, with the rather cryptic (well, to me) note congratulating me on my article in the Enterprise. Um. What article? I went poking around and, surprise, it turns out that the two papers are owned by the same company, which means the article about us wacky online journalers was on the front page in Davis too, on Monday. I had no idea they were going to do that, so I didn't manage to track down a paper copy (ah well - my mom will get only the one). ******** They came out to replace the back passenger window in the car on Tuesday. Since then, there's been the distinctive sound of air whistling into the car every time I go more than about 20 miles per hour. I've tried rolling the window up and down, figuring maybe it just hadn't been closed all the way, but no luck. So this evening I broke down and called the number the insurance company had given me for the glass company, figuring it just needed to be fixed.
The person I spoke to on the phone, however, didn't seem the slightest bit interested in helping me. The gist of the conversation was basically that since the car was vandalized (even though the only thing they did was break a window), this was just one of those pesky side effects I was just going to have to suck it up and live with. He was, in fact, actually kind of rude about it.
Sigh. So I guess the next step is to call the insurance company back and arrange to take the Prius in to a body shop, to get it taken care of. Very annoying.
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