Lazydays Resort Pool

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So, This Happened!

i had owned my coach for a little over a year and needed to have its annual maintenance done and some other minor repairs. i was having the work done at Lazydays RV in Tampa, Florida. Lazydays is a large RV dealership with thousands of RVs for sale and a repair facility that is unbelievably huge.

When you have work done at Lazydays, you check in at 7:00am with all the other smucks. They take your keys and then drive off with everything you own. Your coach goes into a covered bay that’s 25 bays deep by two rows; that’s 50 RVs in one building. And they have at least six of these buildings; that’s 300 RVs in for repair, if you’re keeping count.

They separated the normal smucks like Sky and i from the rich smucks. The rich smucks got their own maintenance building and their own lounge that served, on the house, liquor and food. Our lounge was nice enough with multiple TVs, lounge chairs, sofas, free coffee and hot chocolate, and was pet friendly. But we had to pay for our food at the employee cafeteria and there was no liquor.

When the work they were doing on your RV lasted multiple days, they would let you go to your RV after the techs were gone for the day and you could stay overnight in your RV while still in the maintenance bay. They just required that you be out by 7:00am so that the next day’s work could start on time.

i’ve been in this situation, at Lazydays, multiple times. This time Sky and i were next to a very expensive, custom built, 5th wheel. These bays were so tight that you are just a couple of feet from your neighbor and this guy was playing music so loud that we could feel it in our coach.

It was about 9:00pm and we were relaxing when i caught a glimpse of our neighbor walking around outside in what looked like a short, satin nightgown. He seemed to be agitated. It wasn’t long before there was a knock at the door. i opened the door and there he stood in his silk and lace, lingerie robe that barely covered his thighs. He had locked himself out of his very expensive, very noisy, 5th wheel and wanted help.

i agreed to help him search for his keys and joined him outside. As i was leaving the coach, Sky, not budging from the sofa, gave me a sly look and said, “are you sure you don’t want to slip into some lingerie first?”

He was sure that he had a second set of keys hidden somewhere in one of his storage bays. So, we started looking. At some point during our search, he stopped to thank me and explain how he got himself into this predicament. i’m thinking to myself, “Ok. Are you here to chat me up or are we going to find these damn keys?” i was giving him that friendly smile that you give guys when they’re chatting you up when he then proceeded to tell me that he was naked underneath his robe. “Holy shit! Are you kidding me.” i’m like crawled up inside this storage bay with him and he just had to tell me that.

At some point, we found two rings of keys and he slowly, meticulously proceeded to try each key one by one while telling me how he was a very successful Miami attorney. i’m like, is this almost naked guy flirting with me? He did have money. His taste in lingerie and expensive 5th wheel supported that.

After what seemed like forever, he had gone through all the keys, twice, and none of them fit his front door. He was very animated and didn’t know what to do so i suggested that he call a locksmith before it gets too much later. His phone was locked inside his RV, of course, so i let him use mine to find a locksmith.

After he made the call, he wanted to hangout … me, him, and his bare thighs. Now, in all fairness, he was a good-looking guy, but this is not what i had in mind so i had to think fast. i suggested to him that the late night security was not going to let the locksmith into the dealership. So, i urged him to walk up to the gate, in his lingerie, and wait for the locksmith.

He agreed with this “line of thinking”and as soon as he left, i quickly went inside to hide. By now, it was after 10:00pm. Sky and i turned off all the lights and pretended to be in bed. About 30 minutes later, he returned with the locksmith who got him in to his RV in about five minutes.



Written by: Friday

Posted on CrashChronicles.com

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