The truck was doing some goofy things on our trip to Austin so we decided once we finished there and got to where we’d pick up the next show in Dallas this weekend, we’d put it in the shop and get a couple items fixed. Plus that way we could check into a hotel and wouldn’t have to sit in hot Dallas in the truck, running the generator and air conditioning 24/7 to barely keep cool. We got there on Wednesday and didn’t have a thing to do until Sunday. They got our cruise control working right away but made a mountain out of a molehill on another small issue we almost weren’t even going to mention to them. At one point, they were trying to fix things that weren’t even broke when we took it in there. They finally called us to let us know it was all working but not before we had to pay $1500 to get it back! As one service manager recently told me... big trucks = big bucks. And of course today the truck is doing the same exact thing it was before we took it in. Hmmmm….
Those of you who know us well, know we are constantly losing everything. Nothing is sacred and is at risk of disappearing at any moment. Last week we stopped to fuel and as long as we were stopped, I gathered up the trash for Jorge to toss in the can. He did. About eight miles down the road I started looking for my cellphone to make a call. It was nowhere to be found. Jorge’s cellphone only exists so I can call mine when it’s lost. I tried to call it to no avail. We could not hear it ringing at all. Finally we came to the conclusion that it must have fallen in that trashbag we had just left back at the last truckstop. Now we’re about ten miles down the road and decided to turn around and go check on it. When we got back to the trashcan Jorge had thrown the bag in, I called my phone again. Sure enough…. The can was ringing!! That was last week… this week I left it in a taxi which thankfully hadn’t moved yet before Jorge was able to run back and check for it. Does anybody know if they make anything to improve your memory?
We are leaving Dallas as I write this and heading to Kansas City, Missouri. We’ll be there by 8am to load in ‘Dream Girls’ at the theater there. It’s back to hot Texas after that as we have to be in Houston by next weekend.
Those of you who know us well, know we are constantly losing everything. Nothing is sacred and is at risk of disappearing at any moment. Last week we stopped to fuel and as long as we were stopped, I gathered up the trash for Jorge to toss in the can. He did. About eight miles down the road I started looking for my cellphone to make a call. It was nowhere to be found. Jorge’s cellphone only exists so I can call mine when it’s lost. I tried to call it to no avail. We could not hear it ringing at all. Finally we came to the conclusion that it must have fallen in that trashbag we had just left back at the last truckstop. Now we’re about ten miles down the road and decided to turn around and go check on it. When we got back to the trashcan Jorge had thrown the bag in, I called my phone again. Sure enough…. The can was ringing!! That was last week… this week I left it in a taxi which thankfully hadn’t moved yet before Jorge was able to run back and check for it. Does anybody know if they make anything to improve your memory?
We are leaving Dallas as I write this and heading to Kansas City, Missouri. We’ll be there by 8am to load in ‘Dream Girls’ at the theater there. It’s back to hot Texas after that as we have to be in Houston by next weekend.