I don’t know why actual mechanics insist on speaking to me as if I am a mechanic myself.
Like the time I took my car in for new breaks and they told me my front passenger side tire needed to be balanced. So I took it to the tire shop and told them. They obviously knew I was not a mechanic and were shocked by my direct request.
“How did you know it was the front passenger side tire that needed to be balanced?”
“Because the guy who sent me here told me what to tell you.”
Idiot. I’m driving a two toned 1992 Toyota Tercell. You think I know jack shit about tire balance?
Then there was the time I took my car in for an oil change and during the awkward post oil change debrief they asked if I was aware of the fact that there was a gas cap on the radiator.
It took me a while to realize that was even a problem.
Thankful for the education, I went to the auto parts shop and asked for a coolant cap. After explaining that, obviously, I needed it for the radiator. They guy said “So you need a radiator cap right?”
Sure. Whatever, dude, just fix it.
"Do you have a four or six cylinder?”
When met with a blank stare he continued, “Let’s go take a look.”
We got to my car and I just stood there, taking a look.
“Do you know where the lever to pop the hood is?”
I just asked for a coolant cap to replace the gas cap that was on my radiator. Do you honestly think I know how to pop the hood?
Seriously people, I am bringing my vehicle to you for a reason. Would I take myself to the dentist if I could just pull my own molars? I don’t think so. You stick to what you do best, and I’ll stick telling mildly funny stories about it.
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