The Rest of The Story (a.k.a Captain Morgan Ain't No Friend of Mine)

Well...guess who our first customer of the day was this morning. Yep, the 6'.... 300 plus pound brute who attempted to climb over the gate, be obnoxious, yell expletives at Linda, etc. Looking over near the fence, this morning, we had found an empty bottle of Captain Morgan so it didn't take too much deductive reasoning to figure out who that belonged too. Being now sober it didn't occur to him that he had spoken to either of us last night so he rehashed what he had told Linda last night, through the gate. Only this time there were more details to his story. Turns out his brother, who is with him out in the car, just got out of jail yesterday and his clothes were put in his brother's storage unit when he went to jail. Why he thought any of this information would endear us to want to help him is anybody's guess. His unit had just gotten overlocked this morning so if he had come into the office yesterday by 6 p.m. and paid his bill, alot of this would have been avoided. But, as is pretty prevalent in society today...."The lack of planning on his part should result in a crisis on my part"...NOT !! After telling him AGAIN that once he pays his bill, the overlock comes off....he will have access....he left to figure things out. He did come back later and pay so junior did get some clean clothes. It's these warm, fuzzy times when Linda and I can help our fellow man that give us the greatest pleasure.....

As if the morning didn't start out weird, it's actually got off to a firecracker start at 11:00 p.m. last night. Before I went to bed (after seeing that the Phillies clearly were going to clean the Yankees clock, I checked our e-mail one last time. We had gotten an e-mail from corporate that our tenant, who had rented the truck, was stranded. The truck apparently wouldn't start and he couldn't finish his move into his unit. We would need to make alternate arrangements in the morning for another truck, get our truck towed, etc.

So, we came in and had e-mails with three possibilities for borrowing trucks from area Mini U's. I started calling them and discovered that North Bergen was our best bet. Called the tenant to find out where the truck was. Linda called a tow service to get them to go get it. I leave around 10 to go get the other truck as another person was coming this morning to get our truck (and seeing how our truck was indisposed, that wasn't gonna happen). I get to N. Bergen...Linda calls...the tow truck jumped our truck and got it going so our tenant could finish the move but just couldn't shut the truck off for fear it wouldn't start again. I leave our car at N. Bergen and head back to our store with the Mini U truck. Oh, did I mention that Linda had an on-line webinar from 11-12 that she needed to participate in. Not a problem...slow morning...

That was pretty much the way our day went today....I had an interview late in the day that lasted till we closed at 6. The tenant finished with our truck so it could finally be shut off and parked out front until I check it over tomorrow. The tenant, using N. Bergen's truck, finished up at 7:00 so Linda and I took it back to North Bergen as it is scheduled to go out first thing in the morning. Now, safely back home, we are nestled in to watch another rousing World Series game while Boomer naps on the floor. Peace and quiet.....ahhhhh......