Two Crazy Students, A Hair-Brained Scheme and A San Diego Storage Unit
“I’m telling you man, this is the best idea yet. Everybody’s doing it!” said Joe. At six foot, the gangly blond nineteen year old had always been one to jump on someone else’s bandwagon. “Everyone?” replied Bo in a skeptical voice. As Joe’s best friend, Bo was usually the voice of reality in most of the hair-brained schemes Joe brought up. Bo usually went along with them though – if anything to save Joe from digging himself into a deeper hole. “Well,” shrugged Joe, “my buddy said this particular San Diego, California, storage facility was legen – wait for it – dary, and this guy knows his stuff.”
Bo grimaced - both at the overused quote from the “How I Met your Mother” show - and the crazy idea that Joe was proposing. “Man, I dunno. What if we get caught?” “Who cares?” Joe threw up his hands. “We’re paying for the storage unit. We could put a whole circus in there if we wanted to. This is nothing! Come on Bo, you and I both know that San Diego apartments will charge you up the ying-yang for rent. It’s only 4 months, and then we’re back in the residence hall at the good ole University of San Diego. This storage facility idea is our fight again The Man.”
“Really Joe?” said Bo sarcastically. “You had to go there? I was on board until you mentioned The Man. Now I’m afraid you’ve lost all credibility.” “Ok, ok Bo, don’t get your panties all tied up in a knot.” Joe replied. “Forget the man, we’re doing this for students everywhere, we’re doing this for us, for you and me man!” Gesturing dramatically, Joe tromped out of the room and Bo followed, silently wondering just what they were getting themselves into.
A few days later, Bo found himself sitting in from of this so-called ‘legendary’ San Diego storage facility waiting for Joe to show up. Two best buddies with a crazy plan – this was nothing new. After what seemed like an hour, Joe showed up. “Joe, where you been, man? Way to show up on time!” Bo grumbled. As usual Joe had an optimistic look on his face. “Ah now, old man, don’t you worry.” Joe pointed to a box in his front seat. “I got you a surprise. Call it a apartment-warming gift.” Joe grinned at Bo and held up a set of shiny keys. “Alright Bo, let’s see what our new digs looks like!” Joe exclaimed. “Ssshhh Joe,” said Bo, “enough already! Let’s just move our stuff in.”
The two got in their cars and drove through the gates until they reached storage Unit C150. It was the last in the row. Joe pushed the button and the storage door opened. “Ah, home sweet home for the next four months,” he sighed. Bo looked around cautiously. The boys unpacked their stuff and stood back to take it all in. Bo blinked. It looked just like their old apartment from last year, except for the gleaming metal walls.
Bo whistled softly, “Whewee. This place is sweet. But where’s the bathroom?” Joe laughed and pointed out the door. “Out back buddy. Why do you think I got the storage unit farthest away? There’s a bunch of trees in this section of the lot. Plenty of privacy for a couple of quality men like us.” Bo chuckled to himself. “I don’t know if that’ll go over well if we’re inviting ladies over,” he surmised, “but I guess we’ll worry about that later.”
Joe slumped down on their comfortable old couch. It was patchy and ripped in places, with various food stains spotting its surface. “Bo, does your aunt still have that couch cover she promised us ages ago?” he asked. Bo scratched his head for a moment, “Yea, she does. And my stomach’s grumbling. Whatddaya say we pop over to her place and grab it and some food on the way?” Joe leaned back into the couch, “Naw, I’ll stay here and guard the place. I ate before I came anyways – that’s partially why I was late.” Joe grinned as Bo shot him a look. “A man’s got to eat,” he protested when Bo’s eyes narrowed.
Bo left the storage unit and drove out of the parking lot. That Joe was one of a kind. This idea wasn’t so bad. The place had 24-hour access and the storage unit that Joe had rented was in an area that was mostly vehicle storage so it wouldn’t be busy with customers coming and going. As Joe had pointed out, they could easily take showers at the gym, invite themselves to friends’ houses right around mealtimes and – well they’d work it out.
An hour later Bo returned to their new storage home with a full stomach and the promised couch cover. He opened the storage door to find Joe sitting in pitch-black darkness. “Joe, man, what the heck are you doing?” Bo asked, reaching for the light switch. “Hold up man, don’t hit the switch,” Joe said. Joe pressed a button and all of a sudden, the whole west storage wall lit up. A giant football game appeared on the screen – with the San Diego Chargers leading the score. Joe said happily, “Welcome home Bo, I got you this projector as a surprise. I hooked up my laptop and now we can watch all the games right here in our sweet shack.” Bo smiled and thought to himself, “Well now, maybe living in a storage unit wouldn’t be such a bad idea after all…”
This story was inspired by the people we know, the stories we've heard, and the things that are most important in our lives.
This story is not entirely uncommon in the storage industry.
And while it isn’t something we’d recommend, we can’t help but laugh at this hair-brained scheme and think back to when we were crazy teenagers.
Thanks for reading,
- The Find Storage Fast Team