Hold My Beer

We had errands to run this afternoon. Since my vehicle is being used by Kaylee and the AC controls in the truck are hit or miss (part has been ordered), we took the work truck.

When I got in, BJ looked stumped as to where his phones would ride, as clearly they normally ride shotgun in the seat I occupied. I laughed and showed him the grippy rubber square on his dashboard and told him that many people put them there.

He tested the theory, not entirely confident they’d stay put the entire trip. They did. He was so impressed with his new found truck feature that after stopping at a store on the way home, he proudly pops his 6 pack up there and says “it gives new meaning to hold my beer”

Yes, they remained securely on the dash all the way home. Silly guy!