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Was leaving the party when I saw a text from Jorg. His truck's transmission conked out on him in Greenville, a city about 100 miles away from home. He'd called a tow truck but wasn't sure when they'd be home, but he asked if I would pick him up some beer.
I went by a couple of places looking for his usual brand, but no one had it, so I wound up getting him a suitcase of PBR. I told him I would take him to work and pick him up, but he said he was just going to pack a bag and stay at the store a couple of days because he had stuff to do. Also, he doesn't want to be beholden to anyone.
It'll probably cost about $3000 to get the transmission fixed, so I don't know if he's going to do that or just try to find a new ride. I don't know.
Poor dude.
After this stellar weekend we had at the Store it's like he took one step forward and two steps back. :(
I went by a couple of places looking for his usual brand, but no one had it, so I wound up getting him a suitcase of PBR. I told him I would take him to work and pick him up, but he said he was just going to pack a bag and stay at the store a couple of days because he had stuff to do. Also, he doesn't want to be beholden to anyone.
It'll probably cost about $3000 to get the transmission fixed, so I don't know if he's going to do that or just try to find a new ride. I don't know.
Poor dude.
After this stellar weekend we had at the Store it's like he took one step forward and two steps back. :(
