Tuesday, May 20, 2014

State Farm Sucks



I came home last night and I had a message from State Farm about my accident. The Pizza Hut delivery guy that creamed the back of my MINI has State Farm insurance. The lady that left the message said State Farm had determined in their investigation that their insured was at fault. Well, duh. The guy slammed in to the back of me while I was stopped at a four-way stop and told the Milton police officer and me “I had a wrong address for a delivery and I was running late so I was trying to make up the time.”

So I call State Farm back to start the process. I was told I could take my car to a State Farm approved shop and everything would be handled. The estimate, the work, and the payment would all be taken care of and I wouldn’t have to do anything other than drop my car off and hand over the keys. I asked the guy to look up Zintars to see if they are approved and Zintars is not.

 I refuse to take my MINI anywhere else other than Zintars. He is out of the way for me to get to and it’s hard for me to make it there during the week which means dropping off and picking up on a weekend. However, it’s worth the minor hassle. Zintar does an outstanding job, does it in the time frame he says he will and does it right the first time. My MINI isn't going anywhere else.  

The State Farm guy tells me I can take my MINI anywhere I want, but since Zintars isn’t on the approved list I have to get an estimate up front and I understand that and the reasons why. State Farm doesn’t want to be ripped off in some car owner body shop inflated estimate conspiracy. They are protecting their investors, their insured, and their bottom line. I get that I truly do and I don’t blame them at all and if I had State Farm insurance, which I can’t ever imagine having because I think as a company they suck, I would want them to keep cost down and not be in situations where as a company they get ripped off.

He also tells me there aren’t any drive-in estimate centers near me. Really? In an area the size of metropolitan Atlanta there aren’t any drive-in centers? State Farm has a huge business and IT presence in the Atlanta area and must have many insured people among the 5.5 MILLION people that live in metro Atlanta, the ninth most populated area in the US. That’s really hard for me to accept.

Then I understand. I’m being punished by State Farm. Since I chose to take my beloved Lula to a body shop of my choice, which is allowed by State of Georgia law, a body shop not on the approved list I have to wait 3-5 business days for a State Farm estimator to call and schedule a time to inspect my car. My guess is there aren’t any drive-in service centers anywhere. It’s a piece of bait thrown to the victim so State Farm can push the body shops on the approved list.

Then I find out not only do I have to wait 3-5 business days just to receive a call to schedule the appointment and once the estimate is done the estimator sends the report along with pictures to a State Farm office for approval and that takes another 24-48 hours; or in other words another two days. Then when the estimate is approved it takes another two days to get me the check.

So I’m looking at a minimum of five to nine days to have some resolution on my damaged Lula BEFORE I take the MINI to the body shop and that doesn’t include the time between the call to schedule the appointment and when the person actually shows up to look at my car. Yep, State Farm is punishing me because I have the audacity to exercise my right to take the MINI to the body shop I choose.

Also, I told the guy I spoke to last night I wanted to drive my alternate vehicle and have State Farm pay me instead of driving a rental, also a state right. I was told that has to go to another group within State Farm that handles that sort of thing, which is another delay and another form of punishment. To hear from that group takes; you guessed it, 24-48 hours. Another two days and more punishment.

Now the total number of days has jumped to 7-11 business days; so two weeks on a calendar. And that’s just to deal with State Farm and just because I was unfortunate enough to be in the way of the State Farm\Pizza Hut driver that was “in a hurry” and the stop sign. Two weeks before I can attempt to have my car repaired. It’s despicable that I have to wait that amount of time for a minor accident.

What would have happened had I been injured? Would I be lying on a gurney in the dark, cold hall of some hospital, moaning and waiting on a response from State Farm? Waiting 3-5 business days for some scheduler to call just to make an appointment to take pictures of me to send to the home office to wait another 1-2 days to get approval for medical procedures?

I’m not big on law suits; people that sue for anything and everything, because they spilled hot coffee in their lap or sue because the neighbors fart a lot. But, I’m beginning to see the reasoning behind some of the reasons to sue. It’s going to take entirely too long for my MINI to be repaired and it’s going to take a lot of MY time and quite a few phone calls and on the horizon I can see a battle brewing with State Farm and just because I happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I was on my way to meet my wife for our weekly dinner-out date before I went to work on a scheduled after-hours call and when I was hit from behind and already two business days into the process it’s a hassle. It makes me wonder why I shouldn’t receive some sort of compensation for my time and troubles. It also reinforces the notion I already had that State Farm sucks. Maybe State Farm and Pizza Hut can split the bill.


Friday, May 16, 2014

Another Ride



Third ride and the toughest of the three; just felt a little off. It is cool (for mid-May) and windy, so maybe that had something to do with it. I haven’t ridden the last three days because of the weather and work. 

Although, on the way to meet Sharon before I went to work last night I was rear-ended last night at Hopewell and Hopewell and that certainly elevated my heart rate. Some kid delivering Pizza Hut pies “was running late because of a wrong address and was in a hurry” slammed into the back of my beloved Lula at the four-way. She is going to need a new bumper.

I’m using this really slick Android GPS app, Endomondo (www.endomondo.com/). It records my distance, time, speed, elevation and route. I’m so slow though it thinks I’m running instead of cycling. I’ll get better though.

Monday, May 12, 2014

Back In The Saddle V2



I rode the same route again today and was a little faster in MPH and time. I think it more of knowing what to expect more than anything. Yesterday was the first time I had been on the road in awhile and I was somewhat rusty when it came to shifting and when. I certainly didn’t get any stronger from one ride and it may take a while before I improve again.

I was fun again though and though tired I may be I enjoyed it. I just need to keep it up.

Now, it’s reward time.




P.S. On the way home I arrived at the four-way at GA372 and Trinity Church rd just before a Dominos (http://www.dominos.com/) delivery guy in a dark gray Honda got to the intersection. I was headed west and he was headed north, so I was on his right and he should have waited on me to clear the intersection since I arrived first and even if we arrived at the same time I had the right of way since I was on his right. However, just as I started through the intersection he floored it and took off; he wasn’t going to yield to a cyclist. I guess he was in a big hurry to deliver that crappy pizza.



Sunday, May 11, 2014

Back In The Saddle



They say when you learn how to ride a bike you never forget. I rode my bike on the road today for the first time in years and I have to agree that they’re right.

I remembered how to ride and I also remembered the huffing and puffing, the pounding heart at the top of a hill, the sweat running in to my eyes, the creaking knees, and the burning thighs.

I also remember the wind rushing past my ears on the fast downhill, the blessed solitude, and the sense of freedom I felt when I rode my bike as a child. I remember the camaraderie of another cyclist calling out “are you OK” when I was stopped and I also remember the feeling of accomplishment of imagining a route in my head and completing the ride, and the joy of topping the last hill before reaching home.

Overall the pluses were greater than the minus and after getting home and having a shower I can’t wait to go again. Also new for me since the last time I rode is putting the exercise time in My Fitness Pal (http://www.myfitnesspal.com/) and adding calories to my daily intake and having said that it’s time to search the fridge for the beer I’ve had chilling the last couple of days. It’s my way of patting my own back.