But couldn’t a stand up kinda, diamond in the rough, mechanic type, have easily swapped out his spare to help out a customer in a real bind?
Like, maybe even last week, and he hadn’t got round to replacing the thing?
(When people seem too quick to judge negatively, I find I am often confused whether they are hard hearted, harden from other negative experiences, or simply lack the imagination to conjecture an entirely innocent set of events that could have resulted in this same exact circumstance. )
This is so true. Mr.Wrekker and my son are always working on some truck or Jeep and will drive them allover. I have had to go pick them up many times on some gravel road. They call it test driving. Drives me bat shit.
I’d give the guy another chance. Maybe his spare was flat or something. My mechanic is excellent and he drove around in a beat-up ~1990 Honda Civic until a couple years ago.
So: he had a punctured-rubber problem, and he had no spare, but he was willing to wait until tomorrow to come, and that sums up your intercourse for today.
Don’t worry, tomorrow’s intercourse will probably be more satisfying.
His excuse: “My vehicle has 500k miles on it and parts are hard to find”. :rolleyes: It’s a tire, bro. You are obviously (to me, at least, and it’s my money) sloppy and stupid. None of my cash for you!
Would you hire someone who missed the first job interview? Answer seriously. Maybe I should make a poll. But I don’t give enough of a Fuck.
DesertRoomie acquired a retired thoroughbred that, with about twenty others, had been literally pulled off a truck bound for a slaughterhouse in Mexico. She was boarded with a woman who had two horses of her own. When it was time to trim the hooves of all three, the farrier she usually used was no longer in business so she called another fellow. When he was trimming DR’s mare while the three of us watched, we mentioned conversationally the horse’s near brush with death. Still bent over the hoof he was working on the farrier grunted something like, “Useless animal; should’ve left her on the truck,” leaving us all flabbergasted. Needless to say, another farrier was found for the next trimming.
^^,I had to take a sick dog to a vet. Not my usual guy. This vet was mostly a farm vet. Small pets were not his thing. He begrudgingly treated my dog for a bad infection in one of her paws. But he lectured me for 20min. on how stupid it was to have house pets snd how utterly useless they were. He lanced her paw and gave her an antibiotic shot. I literally ran out of there carrying my dog, so fast, I forgot to pay for his services. I didn’t think about it til I got home. I decided I would pay a bill, when he sent one with a check and a note reaming him out about his bedside manners. Never got the bill.
Throwing my latest mechanic adventure in: I hired a guy from a mobile mechanic service a few weeks ago to install 02 sensors. When this shaking, rail-thin young dude showed up I thought “oh lord, he’s a tweaker - how do I get rid of him before he touches my car?”
Anyhoo, turns out he has mild cerebral palsy and is a damn fine mechanic.
Haha, exactly. Bad grammar would have done it for me, too. Kind of not exactly telling as far as his mechanic skills, and yet, I irrationally would have judged him incompetent even so.
