Man, what a day! I swear, being an insurance investigator in Londonderry-County-Borough is like being in a bloody soap opera. So, I wake up, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinking, “Today’s gonna be a wild ride.” Little did I know!
First off, I grab my coffee from that wee café on Shipquay Street. You know the one? The barista there, bless her, always gets my name wrong. “Latte for ‘Mick’!” she shouts. It’s ‘Mike’, but whatever. I’m not here to correct her. I just need my caffeine fix.
So, I’m chugging my coffee, and I get a call. It’s my boss, and he’s like, “Mike, we got a situation.” Oh great, just what I need. Turns out, there’s been a suspicious claim on a house on the Waterside. I’m thinking, “What’s new?” But I head over anyway.
Driving through the city, I can’t help but notice the murals on the walls. They’re everywhere! The history, the culture, it’s all painted right there. I mean, who needs a history book when you’ve got the Bogside murals, right? But back to business.
I get to the house, and it’s a right mess. The front door’s hanging off its hinges like it’s been through a war. I knock, and this fella answers. Looks like he’s just rolled outta bed. “What do ya want?” he grumbles. I’m like, “Mate, I’m here to investigate.” He rolls his eyes. Classic.
As I’m poking around, I notice a few things. The furniture’s all new, but the place looks like a bomb went off. I’m thinking, “Did you just move in or what?” I ask him about it, and he starts mumbling something about a “freak accident.” Yeah, right. I’m not buying it.
Then, outta nowhere, this dog comes charging at me. A big ol’ mutt, barking like it’s got something to prove. I jump back, nearly spilling my coffee. “Calm down, buddy!” I shout. The owner just laughs. “He’s friendly!” Yeah, sure, if you like slobber and chaos.
After that, I head down to the riverfront. The view’s stunning, but I’m still fuming about that guy. I mean, how do you expect me to do my job when you’re acting like a total muppet? I sit on a bench, trying to chill. The river’s flowing, and I can hear the seagulls squawking. It’s peaceful, but my mind’s racing.
Suddenly, I spot a group of kids playing football on the grass. They’re having a blast, and I can’t help but smile. Reminds me of my childhood, kicking a ball around on the streets of Derry. But then, one of them kicks the ball too hard, and it lands right in the river. The look on their faces! Priceless.
I’m about to head back when I get another call. It’s my boss again. “Mike, we’ve got another claim. This one’s a doozy.” I groan. “Where to now?” He tells me it’s on the Strand Road. Great, just what I need.
I drive over, and it’s a whole different vibe. The Strand’s buzzing with people. I park and head into this pub. The smell of chips and gravy hits me like a brick wall. I’m starving! But no time for food. I’ve got a job to do.
Inside, I meet the claimant. She’s a right character, all dramatic and waving her hands around. “I swear, it was an accident!” she says. I’m thinking, “Yeah, right.” But she’s got this wild story about a “ghost” in her house. I can’t help but chuckle. “A ghost, eh? You sure it wasn’t just your cat?”
After a bit of back and forth, I finally get the details. Turns out, she knocked over a lamp while trying to scare the ghost away. Classic! I wrap up the chat, and as I’m leaving, I can’t resist. “If you see the ghost again, tell it to pay rent!”
By the time I get back to the office, I’m knackered. It’s been a rollercoaster of a day. I sit down, and all I can think about is that coffee from the morning. I need another one!
So, there you have it. A day in the life of an insurance investigator in Londonderry-County-Borough. Full of surprises, laughs, and a bit of madness. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!