Next week for sure - Warehouse Wrecks

Hinzugefügt: 2026-05-13

[00:00:00]Yeah, that jacket's still gone.

[00:00:03]Yeah. No way.

[00:00:06]How long now? Since Christmas 2024, bro. Just accept it's dead.

[00:00:14]All right, one more take.

[00:00:37]Christmas gift, black leather jacket, never even wore the thing. Dropped it off before New Year. Thought a month was reasonable. He smiled warm like someone's uncle. Promise me it would be quick. Holiday rush. I do apologize. End of January fixed. January came and disappeared. And every visit sounded weird. So sorry, brother. Been real busy. Almost done now. Next week easy.

[00:01:07]Every apology sounds honest. Every promise sounds rehearsed. Every week another delay. Like some SUPERNATURAL CURSE.

[00:01:16]>> NEXT WEEK FOR SURE. THAT'S THE ANTHEM of the shop.

[00:01:21]next week for sure. And the cycle never stops.

[00:01:26]I hope on that check instead of probably buried in the back. All I got a memory now of a thing I can't get back. I paid money just to lose it. What a masterpiece of work. Never wore my Christmas present. Next week for sure.

[00:01:54]February, March, then summer. Same apology every time. Touch one sleeve dramatically like a restoration takes a lifetime. Just a light. Need more leather. A tiny detail. Almost there. At this point, that damn jacket probably dissolved into the air. And somehow he stays so kind. You can't even lose your mind. He apologizes. perfectly while doing absolutely nothing. I stopped going for a while, couldn't handle hearing it. Came back months later, hoping maybe big mistake. He saw me walk inside the store, already shaking his head slowly.

[00:02:37]I'm so sorry, my friend.

[00:02:41]Next week.

[00:02:51]Another Christmas came around. One whole year already gone. I said, "Please just give it back." Finished, unfinished. I don't care. But no, he wouldn't do it.

[00:03:02]Said he had to finish first. Like this jacket was his life's work instead of just a curse. Then January 2026, a miracle call appears. He's ready and dry cleaning spray. This time I drove there the very same Friday. Hope somehow still alive. Baby looked at me with guilty eyes.

[00:03:22]>> Next week for sure.

[00:03:26]>> Next week for sure. That phrase follows me to sleep.

[00:03:30]Next week for sure. Echo slowly killing me.

[00:03:35]That jacket's probably long gone. Lost forever somewhere dark. Maybe all that still exists now is the memory in my heart. Never wore it. Never saw it ever to watch it disappear. Sweetest liar I ever met. Been saying sorry for a year.

[00:03:57]Next week for sure.

[00:04:04]Terribly sorry.

[00:04:07]See you next week.