2009 Dodge Ram 1500: Buuuudyyyyyyyyy!
March 15, 2010
I love trucks. Having said that, there are two reasons I'd NEVER get one:
First, I live on the west side of LA. There is a ton a traffic, lots of small streets and the parking can be a massive pain in the a** with such a large vehicle.
Second, I don't want to be "that guy." That guy who owns a truck. Every dirt bag you know that you haven't talked to in three years will call you up and ask how you're doing, how's the lady, how's this or that. They don't care about you. The jerk has a couch they want to ditch in an alley someplace and they can't fit it in their Civic. You (the truck owner) are now their best buddy in the world.
It's for those very reasons I asked for the keys of the Ram. Our company is "that guy" and I hit them up for a favor. Granted, it was very handy to have the truck for the flea market I went to, the four truck loads of boxes I had in storage and hauling away the unwanted cabinets. But in the end, I was that schmuck. I was living the free-loader's dream.
The only hiccup to the dream was a temperamental key fob. It wouldn't always unlock when I hit the key. I used the key to unlock the door but when I opened it the alarm went off. I stood there with sirens blazing hitting the unlock key until it finally worked several stressful minutes later.
I'm ashamed to say that I started to entertain other low-life schemes of truck use. Maybe I could pick up those fence segments at Home Depot. Maybe I could buy those bags of fertilizer and mulch for the garden...
Maybe I can call in another favor.
Scott Jacobs, Senior Photographer @ 23,057 miles