Stop in for a cup of coffee

So a work buddy asks if he can do some work on his truck in my shop. You guys know the drill, use my tools, lift etc. he is a good guy so I say sure. I will get some Crown out of the deal. Now the rest of the story.... Box's start piling up that I know are not mine today. WTF? I get a text from him, he has drop shipped it to me so that his wife does not catch on to the fact he is spending a couple grand on mods to his truck. I can't imagine needing to go to that length to hide something from my wife. She has never gave me any real static over that black hole we call Mopar! She just shrugs and next time we are in town points out something shiny she likes! Hah!