My neighbors asked to borrow my truck. I told them I couldn’t trust my truck because the tires were bad. The next day, Mr. Neighbor called and said he was getting new tires for his Suburban, and I could have his old ones. He told me to just show up at a certain tire shop, and they would put them on.
When I got to the tire shop, they put on brand-new tires.
I asked what happened to the old tires I was supposed to receive. The shop owner said the “old tires” story was just to get me into the shop. Mr. Neighbor had bought me a full set of new tires instead of the old ones he said I could have.
