omg fernando

We were supposed to find out the fate of the RV and if we come back to Michigan or to Memphis tomorrow. John calls Fernando at Freightliner in Memphis. Fernando says he will call him back in ten minutes. John leaves voicemail for him at 4pm. Calls again at 4:30 and some other person says "Fernando has gone home for the day and I don't have access to his files. I can't tell you anything, I'm sorry." John's head splits open. "Do you realize we LIVE IN THAT THING? And we need to know what to do and where we should be going?!!!!" RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH