Well, a few beers ended up multiplying, somehow, and when 9 am rolled around, I wasn't feeling too good, so I spent the day recuperating and never made it out to the show. Oh well. At least the truck was going to look good for awhile.
Our Saturday driver got very busy that morning, and he was towing in one police call when another came in before he made it to the impound lot. When there were extra trucks available, we often would park the truck with the car on the hook, jump in another truck, and complete the call holding before unhooking the first car. All of the extra trucks were at the show, however. Then he peaked into the garage and saw my truck--bingo! He hopped in the truck and motored downtown to the second call.
When he arrived, well within the 20-minute response-time requirement, smiling and waving to the police officer, he turned around to back up to the vehicle, and... the back of the truck was empty. No dollies, no tow lights, no jack, no wheellift straps. It was very clean and shiny, though. He did the only thing he could think of. He acted like nothing was wrong, picked up the car, and drove very carefully back to the impound lot.
He even parked the truck back in the garage for me. He did try to harangue me on Monday, though. How could I leave the truck backed into the garage, so that an unsuspecting driver would never figure out all of the equipment was on the ground? Why didn’t I wait for the paint to dry, or at least leave a note in a conspicuous place? It was a conspiracy!
My response: "Do your pre-trip inspection."
Have a safe and profitable week.