I nailed the job interview. Nailed it. A friend who works there was told I was their top pick. Unfortunately, the three people who interviewed me, aren’t the ones who make the final decision. I received my rejection email this morning and I just burst into tears. I guarantee whomever is offered the position is connected personally to the main guy making the decision. It’s not about your experience or knowledge anymore. It’s about who you know.
The accident situation has gotten worse. DH has been hospitalized twice. He was in tears and unable to walk due to back pain. We’re awaiting an MRI, which costs $1600 out of pocket after insurance. I pray he doesn’t need back surgery. The at-fault driver’s insurance lowballed us an offer that doesn’t even pay off the car loan, and is nearly half it’s value. They wouldn’t budge, became increasingly difficult to communicate with, and were just plain nasty.
Other driver’s insurance told DH to contact our insurance to handle it if we had a problem with their offer. Our insurance company said they can’t do anything and don’t know why they’d tell us to call them. I thought they were suppose to work on our behalf in situations like these?! DH hired a lawyer. Sigh.
In the meantime, we have a totaled vehicle that’s in pieces at a body shop that we cannot retrieve. We still have to make car payments and insurance payments. We need a car. We don’t have money for a car. We went to the body shop to retrieve our belongings from the truck: it was initially dropped off for a “minor repair” and was drivable. It was in pieces, with windows down, and the front shoved into bushes. The vehicle is infested with millions of ants and bug eggs, we couldn’t even get our stuff. It’s ruined. Absolutely ruined, all of it.
“Act of God” for the nasty bugs, according to the rude body shop lady. But would this “Act of God” have been an issue if some dumbass didn’t fly through a red light at 50mph and cause an accident? NO.
Now I have to cook for my ungrateful family for Thanksgiving, and I am in no mood for it. I’m trying hard to be thankful and get into the holiday spirit, for my kids, but it’s hard right now. My anxiety level is through the roof. I went to the doctor and was prescribed anxiety medications to help. I went to pick that up today and my insurance denied it. The doctor wrote it for 30 days, but insurance will only approve 90 days. Now my doctors office is closed until next Monday and their after hours line can’t (won’t?) resubmit without doctor approval. Sighhhhhh.
I’ll get through it, but not without a bit of complaining on this blog of mine. Thanks for reading and putting up with my whining here. I hope going into the New Year soon, things will improve.