Okay, I tell my best friend (a week ago) that the dealer called and told me my new C14 was on a truck, coming to the dealer. You all know how anxious you get while waiting right? I'm no different. So this evening I'm sitting at home relaxing and the phone rings. I answered on a phone with no caller ID, and am told its Sheri from my dealer (it really IS a Sheri that makes the phone calls) and that my bike had arrived. I said I was on the way, hung up, shut the oven off (in the middle of cooking dinner) grabbed my keys and was out the door. I had to turn around at this point because I realized I had left my seven year old behind, and when I got back in the phone was ringing again. It was my "friend", letting me know he didnt want me to drive all the way to the dealership before finding out someone was messing with me. Some friend huh? Help me figure out how to serve some extra cold revenge!!