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Message: [QUOTE="RichZ, post: 3285262, member: 534"] Lets go back a few years, to 1996. I was leaving my apartment on Rte 1 in Bridgeport, and took a left to head for the parkway. An old fart turning left out of the side street I was turning in to, drove into my drivers side rear quarter panel. "Oh, I didn't see you! That color is not very visible." (it was bright, metallic blue). He admitted it was his fault. We were both turning left, I was on the main road, he had a stop sign. We exchanged insurance info. I called my insurance agent, who told me that the guys's insurance company should be calling me to arrange for an estimate. Two weeks later, I haven't heard anything, so I call HIS insurance. "Let me get the file. Here we are. OK, since it was your fault..." WHAT? He drove into the side of my [expletive redacted] car! "Well, I'm looking at the report he filed, and it clearly states that he was stopped at a stop sign when suddenly, he hit you. Since he was stopped, he can't be at fault, and we are not liable." State Farm. They know a lot of things, because they've seen a lot of things. Or some such malarkey. (Side note: There's a word you don't hear often anymore, but since this is a story from 1966, I figure it's in keeping with the spirit of the tale.) Called my agent again. State Farm had an estimator at my house the next morning. I didn't like his estimate. Went to my buddy's body shop and got a real one. Eventually, they paid it. Wait. Ignore the state farm stuff. It was Geico. Back when their checks still said "Government Employees' Insurance Corporation." [/QUOTE]

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