luckily can pick them back up in a couple days. after a horn honking match with only one participant (i really lost my cool), up rolls a cop. He asks me if i have anything illegal on me as he begins the search. I said I have nothing illegal on me whatsoever. If that was a poor response, whatever, i did my best. He takes away my main carry piece (2nd only waiting on holster) and lets me keep my IWB extra full magazine. asks me over and over why i have it. my only responde it to exercise my second amendment rights. His response is "Oh, you're one of those guys. I tell him the permit is in my wallet. He then asks me if I have anything else on me, and I reply yes, nodding towards my waistband about 2:45. He pulls out my cold steel safe maker II. then he says "damn, you going to war or something?" I would also have the tops devils elbow, but sent it out that very morning for a custom sheath. next im being cuffed and put in the back of a cruiser. about 30 minutes later, i was allowed to go.
the deluca toyota stealership sent me a letter stating, "if you have ivan stewart rims. COME IN IMMEDIATELY. They could crack and fail!" So in I go. And im like the one in a million guy that has these TRD IS rims. nobody else has them, seriously. PLUS, i bought them THERE! They were over a thousand friggen dollars. I was told it was going to be a couple hours at least to get the truck back, so i get a ride home. Like 3 hours later I get a call saying they wont honor warranty. turns out if i had 70 series tires, id be good to go. mines got 75's. big woop. get into shouting match on phone. go in to pick up keys but instead of leaving (again poor choice) i backed up into the service bay area (where you see an attendant, not where mechs are working) and laid on my horn for like 5 minutes. the way the building is laid out i disrupted everything from the showroom to the bathroom. I threw a few fingers when i was in the truck honking. yeah im trying to work on that. so thats it in a nutshell.
My bad!
no more disturbances. period.
the deluca toyota stealership sent me a letter stating, "if you have ivan stewart rims. COME IN IMMEDIATELY. They could crack and fail!" So in I go. And im like the one in a million guy that has these TRD IS rims. nobody else has them, seriously. PLUS, i bought them THERE! They were over a thousand friggen dollars. I was told it was going to be a couple hours at least to get the truck back, so i get a ride home. Like 3 hours later I get a call saying they wont honor warranty. turns out if i had 70 series tires, id be good to go. mines got 75's. big woop. get into shouting match on phone. go in to pick up keys but instead of leaving (again poor choice) i backed up into the service bay area (where you see an attendant, not where mechs are working) and laid on my horn for like 5 minutes. the way the building is laid out i disrupted everything from the showroom to the bathroom. I threw a few fingers when i was in the truck honking. yeah im trying to work on that. so thats it in a nutshell.
My bad!
no more disturbances. period.
