The storage office I'm at all the time has a dinky parking lot, only six stalls, and my coworker and I take two of them. Well, yesterday, a customer's friend/sister/wife/girlfriend/whatever had her car die in the lot. The car has rolled so it is slightly blocking the entrance to the lot (like half a foot, but still).
Anyway, customer comes into the office around 3 yesterday to say that they are leaving the car here and going to find a tow truck. I say ok, and go back to the collection calls (hatehatehate) and think no more of it. Car is still there, unmoved, when I leave at 6. Whatever, they'll tow it later this evening.
I come in this morning, it's still here. The customer came into the lot and did something with the car, saw me in my car, stood by his car for a bit, and then left.
I swear, if it's still here by the time I go to lunch, I'm calling to get it towed.
Anyway, customer comes into the office around 3 yesterday to say that they are leaving the car here and going to find a tow truck. I say ok, and go back to the collection calls (hatehatehate) and think no more of it. Car is still there, unmoved, when I leave at 6. Whatever, they'll tow it later this evening.
I come in this morning, it's still here. The customer came into the lot and did something with the car, saw me in my car, stood by his car for a bit, and then left.
I swear, if it's still here by the time I go to lunch, I'm calling to get it towed.
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