Repossession

My husband has lost his mind. Seriously. He has completely and totally gone insane.

You see, he has decided that he needs to find a part time job for Friday and Saturday nights. At first, he thought bouncing was a good idea. I put a stop to that one immediately. There is no way he needs to be at a club in the early morning hours, breaking up fights between people who are most likely packing weapons. Thankfully, he finally agreed that this was a bad idea.

So now he has decided that he wants to repossess cars. This is something he has done in the past, though it was before I ever met him. He has experience using tow straps and grade 70 chains, but I still think this is a job where he will encounter some not so nice people. I watch Operation Repo. I know what happens when the car owners show up. The problem is that no matter how many times I tell him I don't want him to do it, he won't listen. He claims that he knows enough about wire rope slings and dealing with people, that he can handle whatever comes his way.

Yeah, right. My only hope now is that the guy he wants to work for doesn't call.