Well, its time for the entrepreneurs at reverb to move in to there new space.
Seeing that the painting was accomplished and that the countertop and listening station were well on their way to being completed, we decided to go ahead and bring the equipment into the store. Joe Drake, Geoff Browning, and I piled into Joe?s huge truck (complete with red trailer) and headed to Charlotte Ave. to retrieve it. Most of us could not get out of class until around 2 or 2:30, and I had to be at work at the Ryman Auditorium at 5, so we scheduled three hours to get the stuff piled in, hauled back to the store, and deposited in. We also hoped we could get this done in time because it looked like rain. We got there and planned how we would put the stuff in the trailer; first we piled in all the shelves and actual CD holders. Then we put in all the metal stands and put the security system and computer system into the back of the truck. Finally, we had everything loaded up and ready to go. As Joe started the truck, we realized that the lights on the trailer were not turning on. Yeah, that would be a problem.
Joe tried messing with the wiring on near the lights and then near the hitch. No lights. I went in to ask if the manager of the place had an odometer we could borrow, but they had none. So finally we decided that we would unhook the trailer, put it in the storage space, and go get an odometer. By this time it was beginning to get close to my call time for work, so I was starting to get nervous. I called work to tell my boss the situation and that I might be late, but no one answered so I left a voicemail. As we tried pushing the trailer into the storage space, we quickly realized that it would not be a feasible solution; there was a small hump where the road ended and the floor of the storage room began, and the weight of the trailer would not let us get over it. Joe tried to weigh down one side of the trailer and push while Geoff and I tried to steer it in. Each time the trailer would roll back before getting over the hump. I tried steering while both of them pushed the trailer; still no avail. As a last resort, we unloaded much of the metal bars and tried again, with Joe pushing, Geoff steering, and me weighing down one end of the trailer. We realized this didn?t quite work, either, when we heard a small crash.
The trailer had gone a bit too far to one side, and the left taillight hit the side of the storage, breaking the taillight cover. The trailer once again lurched backwards, and we rolled it to a stop. I couldn?t believe we broke the taillight of Joe?s truck! Luckily he was good natured about it and we all started laughing. Finally, with the five o?clock deadline looming dangerously close, I realized I probably wouldn?t make it to work on time, and that this was going to take much longer than expected.
We decided to load the stuff back into the trailer; Joe would take me back to Belmont so I could get to work and would get his flashlight (since it would be dark soon) and go buy a odometer. Geoff would stay behind and keep an eye on the trailer. I didn?t like this idea at first because it was definitely going to rain soon, and I didn?t want anyone getting sick from being in the rain, but Geoff said he?d be fine ?til Joe returned. After being dropped off, I got my work clothes and drove to work, and it started raining pretty steadily. I was thankful that there were such dedicated workers in E-Club?what troopers!! They ended up getting the equipment (wet but not soaked) into the store about seven or eight that night. I felt bad that Joe?s taillight had been smashed, and offered a couple of times to help pay for it, but he said not to worry about it.
Jessican Phillips