|Posted on Friday, February 04, 2000 - 7:25 pm: |
I was working a wind storm in the west when I went to inspect a claim, the lady of the house opened the door and said, "hi mr. morris", I said no mam that my dad you can call me rick. Got a call from storm supervisor telling me I am not supposed to send my dad out to inspect my claims. Maybe I didn't pay enough on the claim. To weird to even address it. True story though.
PS Storm supervisor was the carriers man:)
|Posted on Friday, February 04, 2000 - 1:44 am: |
This one past down to me. A fellow adjuster was on a roof and the insured asked if he saw any hail damage. He told her no and suddenly realized that his latter was falling. He went to the edge of the roof and notice the insured placing the latter on the ground.
The insured asked again if he saw any damage and he again responded negatively at which time the insured began to walk away.
He then "took another look" and saw what could have been slight hail damage at which time the latter was placed into its original positon.
Moral: Always discuss a loss at the insured's level.
|Leonard Parker |
|Posted on Thursday, February 03, 2000 - 4:37 am: |
In the early 70's I was investigating an auto-bike accident that happened at dusk near Beaumont, TX. We needed a weather report, as well as the exact time the sun went down. I went to the official weather station at the Jefferson County Airport. After looking at the official report, I commented to the clerk that it did not have the time of sunset on it.
His reply, "Oh, we don't take care of that--the U.S. Navy is in charge of sunrises and sunsets."
|Posted on Wednesday, February 02, 2000 - 9:46 pm: |
A tale told by my brother-in-law.
Years ago when he was working for Crawford in OKC. They had hired a former OU basketball player as an adjuster. This guy was some 6'9" if he was a foot. While out on a claim for roof damage, he slipped and down he came. As he slid over the edge of the roof, he was able to grab the rain gutter. Cries of HELP - HELP rang out and the insured came running around the house to see what was going on. When he saw the adjuster hanging from the rain gutter he started laughing. The adjuster - being a black man yelled at the insured to get a ladder but the insurred just kept laughing. Finally the adjuster calmed down enought as he hung there to ask the insured just what is so funny about his situation. Oh- you don't understand, I'm NOT laughing at you, it's just that you are only about 3" off the ground.
|Gale Hawkins |
|Posted on Wednesday, February 02, 2000 - 2:05 pm: |
Stormcrow that was a great one with some depth.
|Posted on Wednesday, February 02, 2000 - 1:35 pm: |
This is a true story from rural NC. After Fran I was working files in the rural areas near Durham. I had a claim for a Doctor Miller. Every phone call got a machine that said Doctor Millers office was closed. I finally contacted his son and met the son on site (his 81 year old dad was at church all day). The risk was a farm, well maintained and the son was dressed in a suit etc.
I commented on how well the farm was maintained and asked what kind of doctor was his father. The son looked at me and said "dads a farmer, not a doctor, but he was named after the man who delivered him".
|Tom Joyce |
|Posted on Wednesday, February 02, 2000 - 11:38 am: |
You want to see some stories, take a look at this site, FraudNews.com
|Posted on Wednesday, February 02, 2000 - 10:48 am: |
What is the difference between a war story and a fairy tale?
The fairy tale starts out, Once apon a time. The war story starts out, No s--t, Sarge.
|Posted on Wednesday, February 02, 2000 - 8:44 am: |
As a young adjuster I worked for GAB, we were working a hail storm with several Cat adjusters present. As adjusters are liable to do, several were telling "war stories". After several tales had been told, the last being "bigger" than the story preceding. A Kansas adjuster, his ruddy face and beer belly giving testament to his experience, allowed as how during a windstorm near Salinas, "the wind blowed so hard, it blowed ah rooster in a Clorox bottle."
I wish I had a picture.
|R.D. Hood |
|Posted on Wednesday, February 02, 2000 - 12:06 am: |
It always seems that when we gather, at any storm site we have the occasion to share some of our more interesting experiences.
Im thinking it might be fun and also informative to the newer members, for we seasoned people to share some of our humorous and memorable tales.
One particular story, told to me by an Office claims manager/adjuster in Columbus, GA a few years back:
Seems there was a decent hail storm and the adjuster was the local peoples adjuster. Especially those that turned in an annual claim. (Not unheard of)
Well, he approached the risk and spoke to the Mrs. and inquired as to the presence of Mr. Insured. He was advised that Mr. Insured was around back.
He took a stroll around to the rear and saw no one, but heard a familiar hammering sound. He looked up and found Mr. Insured on the rear slope of the roof, placing many direct blows to the roofing materials using a ball pean hammer. After watching for a minute and taking a few photographs He spoke aloud to Mr. Insured, inquiring, "How are you doing today".
This,of course being the custom of the area. To wit, Mr.Insured replied in a somewhat timid voice. "Well, Mr.Tom, I was doing right fine till you showed up."
The adjuster bode the Insured a fond farewell and closed the file without payment. So help me this is true, as told to me.