Update on the Puking
Jan. 19th, 2004 10:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anigoWell, nobody puked, and nobody died and nobody found the snowmobile.
At 2:00 this morning Richard is awoken by the sound of a snowmobile in our back yard. He looks out the window to see his garage door open and tracks from the snowmobile leading out of the yard. He rushes outside, but yes he confirms the worst, it was his snowmobile and it's gone. He calls the police, knowing that as the snowmobile was driven away he should be able to follow its tracks. He's tempted to go off by himself to find the thief, but decides to wait the 5 minutes until the police arive.
Richard and the Police man were out combing the neighbourhood for about an hour. Then Richard came back and took his own truck and went off on his own to search the surrounding subdivisions, but to no avail. They were able to follow the tracks of the snowmobile about a kilometer up the road until they disapeared - to where, we assume, there was a waiting truck.
Richard is heartsick, however the good news is that it was insured and all of his paperwork is in order, so there should be no problem in at least getting some reimbursement. Unfortunately there is a huge depreciation insurance wise on off road vehicles, so despite the fact that there were only 8 kms on the machine, it's questionable if he'll get full replacement value. Couple that with the fact we're having a decent snowstorm right now (and all the insurance adjusters are tied up with car accidents) and you're looking with one poor pouty little snowmobile-less boy for the next little bit.
Lord, give me patience with this man. I don't know how long I can put up with the period of mourning for the machine. I'm thinking I'll give him 24-48 hours and then... Well, we'll see.
Forgive my nastyness (and the poorer than usual spelling). I've been up since 2:00 this morning, and the coffee just doesn't seem to be doing it's thing.
At 2:00 this morning Richard is awoken by the sound of a snowmobile in our back yard. He looks out the window to see his garage door open and tracks from the snowmobile leading out of the yard. He rushes outside, but yes he confirms the worst, it was his snowmobile and it's gone. He calls the police, knowing that as the snowmobile was driven away he should be able to follow its tracks. He's tempted to go off by himself to find the thief, but decides to wait the 5 minutes until the police arive.
Richard and the Police man were out combing the neighbourhood for about an hour. Then Richard came back and took his own truck and went off on his own to search the surrounding subdivisions, but to no avail. They were able to follow the tracks of the snowmobile about a kilometer up the road until they disapeared - to where, we assume, there was a waiting truck.
Richard is heartsick, however the good news is that it was insured and all of his paperwork is in order, so there should be no problem in at least getting some reimbursement. Unfortunately there is a huge depreciation insurance wise on off road vehicles, so despite the fact that there were only 8 kms on the machine, it's questionable if he'll get full replacement value. Couple that with the fact we're having a decent snowstorm right now (and all the insurance adjusters are tied up with car accidents) and you're looking with one poor pouty little snowmobile-less boy for the next little bit.
Lord, give me patience with this man. I don't know how long I can put up with the period of mourning for the machine. I'm thinking I'll give him 24-48 hours and then... Well, we'll see.
Forgive my nastyness (and the poorer than usual spelling). I've been up since 2:00 this morning, and the coffee just doesn't seem to be doing it's thing.
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Date: 2004-01-19 06:26 am (UTC)24-48 hours is far too generous for a friggin' piece of machinery, IMO.
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Date: 2004-01-19 02:16 pm (UTC)