The First Time I felt like an Adult

We are still having car problems. . . It's only been about a month.  The body work looks great, but the car alarm continues to go off.  It is also super annoying to turn it off.  The only way to do it is to unlock the trunk.  Kind of annoying.  It's also hard working with the insurance people to solve this problem because it seems unrelated to them.  But I don't understand how the alarm would suddenly break the same day I get in an accident.  I do understand that there could be people trying to scam the insurance company into doing extra work on their car, but I'm not doing that.

Another hard thing is that the insurance adjuster that we are working with knows that Andrew and I are young and it seems as though he is trying to take advantage of that.  We still have a few more things we are going to do, but getting the insurance to pay for this fix is looking more and more like a lost cause.  It's also super annoying because neither of us did anything wrong, except for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Working with these people have really made me think about the first time I was seen as more than a kid, or just a dumb college student.  Working at Bridger Elementary was one of the first times I was treated as an adult, or an equal to the teachers.  Even though I was just a part time aide, who was just out of college with a degree that had nothing to do with teaching, I felt very respected.  The teachers I worked with were so grateful for my hard work.  They were very supportive of my ideas and were very understanding when I was having problems with some of the kids.  I was never talked down to and really appreciated being viewed in such a positive light. It really is amazing how big of a difference it makes to work with people who view you as a positive contributer.  It makes me think who I'm treating inappropriately because of their age, whether it is older or younger than me.