Randy's running an auto repair shop from his house after his shop had issues, parking customer cars and clunkers all over the street. Neighbors can't use their spots and say it's a safety hazard for kids. Randy agrees to move the cars to a friend's junkyard.
I had a situation come up at my shop, and so I've been having the customers come to, you know, the house.
Hey Randy, how's it going, man? It's Toby.
Hey Toby, how's it going, buddy?
Good, man. I'm calling you today because I received some complaints from the neighbors about the parking situation outside your house.
Oh, what's going on? What are you hearing?
I'm hearing that you got a garage, kind of doing some repair shop on some cars out there. You got several clunkers kind of piled up out there in the parking area, and the neighbors can't get into their parking spots.
Yeah, man, I'm sorry about that. I had a situation come up at my shop, and so I've been having the customers come to, you know, the house just temporarily till my shop gets back up and running.
You gotta understand, the neighbors, they can't park their own cars, and the sheer number of vehicles is kind of posing a risk to the children playing in the street and stuff. So I mean, you're kind of blocking visibility, kind of like a salvage yard going on there, man.
I completely understand. I'm really sorry about that. I actually got a buddy who owns a junkyard. I'll see if he can start housing some of those cars for me. I can start working over there and start getting everything moved out of there for you, man.
I greatly appreciate that, man. I thank you for understanding, and you know, we work real well together, so thanks.
Yes, sir. Thank you.
All right, man. Bye.
