Do Your Fuckin’ Job!

Last Monday morning was pretty mild and it was raining (yes, rain in February – isn’t climate change wonderful?) for the better part of it. As I pulled out of my parking spot on the second level of the semi-covered garage, I slid a little and realized it was pretty slick. Weird though, cause the parking lot upstairs seemed fine and had lots of salt laid down. In any case, I decided it was best if I took it slow. As I inched towards the ramp, I began to turn into it… but my car kept going straight. I slammed into one of the concrete foundation pillars and mashed the front-end of my car. A few (ok, a few dozen) choice words were said before I continued to head up to grab Hannah who was waiting in the lobby with our neighbour.

When I returned from dropping her off at school I stopped by the office to chat with the Supers. As soon as I started into it and before I even asked why the garage hadn’t been salted, Mr. Super cuts me off to throw in ‘That guy’s a real asshole!’ Great. I love assholes. So I tell them the story of what had happened and they called the contractor to get him to come back and finish the job. They told him that a tenant had got into an accident because he neglected to salt the garage and that he had to come back immediately to take care of it. Sure enough, within half an hour he returned. But did he finish the job? Hell no! All the guy did was throw some salt do the heated – that’s right, HEATED ramp and about 50 feet out on the first level. Remember, I’m on the second level which is far worse. He then walks back to his truck and leaves like a real asshole.

I call up my insurance broker and after 3 days of waiting for them to call me back – they tell me that there’s no point to go after him to cover the damages as I’ll most likely get nothing out of him. That’s not the only good news, though. I was also told I have to pay the deductible, which is $500 and they’ll cover the rest. Of course, ‘they’ll cover the rest’ really means – they’ll hike up my premium and I’ll pay it off, and then some. Very nice! Thanks! So where’s all this money I’ve been paying every month for the past 8 years been going? Fuckin’ crooks.

The sad thing here, is that I’ve come to accept the fact that I’m going to get fucked. Just about every time I have some money coming my way and things are starting to even out. Some crap like this happens and I take it up the pooper. Worst! I totally saw this coming and as soon as I found out I had a couple big payments coming in I told Deanna (wife) that I won’t even see that money. Sure enough, I was right. A big chunk of that cash gone before I even get paid.

The thing that’s really eating me up, though. Is the fact that this asshole gets off with nothing. No consequence for not doing his job. Even though someone smashed their car because he failed to do his job, he’s not required to answer for it, pay for damages… nothing! Fucker gets off scott-free! Man, if I forget to bold a header I hear about it! I could have died that motherfucker and this guy gets nothing! Unreal!

Anyways, it’s all bullshit and that’s the way things pan out for this guy.