I’m not sure if it’s because I don’t have the insurance or what, but I’m not sure what the hold up has been or if this is the normal wait time for at least an update on the case. I’ve received nothing since the initial questionnaire.
@USAA So I’ve recently been involved in an accident with someone who owns usaa insurance. Said individual with usaa insurance was at fault for the accident.
I’ve called multiple times for the past 2 weeks and have waited. Still nothing. I don’t know who else to speak to. It’s been 2 weeks when I was told the adjuster would be out in 48 hours from the accident.
@with_Hugo So I’ve reached out to the company on multiple occasions and have left multiple voicemails on my behalf to get in contact with them and have yet to be. I was told to leave my name, number, claims number, and reason for call then my adjuster would reach back out to me.
It’s been two weeks since my accident and nobody has reached back out to me on the manner. When I called claims services, I asked to speak with the supervisor and was instructed to do the same thing. Call, leave voicemail if they don’t respond, wait for a call.
This is the best way I can express these things right now thank you to these platforms for providing a place to do it until I’m willing to create my own
Emptiness comes when you remove self absorption from your equation, leaving you to ponder what else is it that can fill that void. The choice then is yours.
But it’s like, “hey do you know what’ll fill my void” and really I’m the only one who knows the answer. I’m permitted to accept anything. There for I must keep digging until I find what truly lays beneath the surface into my core. I’m sure this our world will provide me with love
I can either keep digging until I find something, or climb my way out. Either way, there’s something I’ve done to myself that I don’t entirely know how to understand in my own anymore. I guess it’s time to turn outward for answers in my pursuit towards fulfillment.
Cohesive albums that tell a story, deliver a message, or capture a moment are some of my favorite types of albums. One that walks me through things in an organized or even chaotic fashion. I also like feeling albums, but lately they’re more redundant to me.
A woman’s flex of independence can really expose the dependency within a man. It’s not a means to chastise or boast buh a way to gauge where we stand. Now look up and you might see a star to go after
Work on your craft so authentically fine tuned to your ear that they ain’t got a choice but to squirm when they hear it. Leave em no choice but to have to listen to it over and over again until they get it.