you will find this hard to imagine but another long story. This old dude wanted to sell it to me. He comes in and talks music with me. He has a very very bad meth problem, which is always weird when they are 65 yrs old. Anyways, he said wait till you see what i have in this case. I'm thinking holy crap that is the best built case ever this is gonna be great. And then he opened it. Yikes! He said when is the last time you saw a arbor super strat? i said nothing super about that one. He said i'm not leaving here with her so what you wanna give me? I was like she can't stay here, i have 12 guitars already, money's tight blah blah blah. He sat in my office for a while, walked out to where i was and told me that no matter what he heard about me i was always respectful to him and i was his friend and he hugged me which is strange, said treat her good so long. I tried to stop him because every time this happens the person ends up dying. i don't know his name but i'm sure he's dead. It was like they tie up loose ends and then bam, gone for good. So i guess she'll hang out at my shop and make for a story.
