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Fucking guy comes into the shop today with a blown brake line on his jeep, "what's wrong with my brakes", "it appears you had a rusty line blown", "can you fix it", "I can but not today" as I'v gotta a full shop and scheduled full. He gets a fuckin attitude with me cause I'm too fuckin busy. So after him hawing around for 20 min and I give him a price on the job he starts yelling at me like its my fault his fucking brakes failed. I sent him on his merry way, good fuckin luck finding another mechanic in this town who will deal with his shit. I hate my job.
I feel better now.
-------------------- Harry Detroit in 304 made one last promise now "I'm goin out without a trace, a vanishing act before your eyes"
I thought that right before I hit submit but then I thought for a minute and realized "fuck that shit, I don't give a goddamn what Deadkndys420 thinks, Ima poast this shit right up" so I did and I feel great.
-------------------- Harry Detroit in 304 made one last promise now "I'm goin out without a trace, a vanishing act before your eyes"
Right on man. You might need the customers, but the customers have to have a bit of understanding for the situation. It would be different if you were sitting on your ass and not busy with anything, but that wasn't the case, so I am with ya man, fuck him.
I am outta weed and have been for 3 weeks. That's got my gears grinded. Plus my kids are acting like assholes today. Fuck I want a joint.
Quote: UltimateDevotion said: Fucking guy comes into the shop today with a blown brake line on his jeep, "what's wrong with my brakes", "it appears you had a rusty line blown", "can you fix it", "I can but not today" as I'v gotta a full shop and scheduled full. He gets a fuckin attitude with me cause I'm too fuckin busy. So after him hawing around for 20 min and I give him a price on the job he starts yelling at me like its my fault his fucking brakes failed. I sent him on his merry way, good fuckin luck finding another mechanic in this town who will deal with his shit. I hate my job.
I feel better now.
How do you find the time for this between posts?
-------------------- King Koopa said: The amount of pot that Gask smokes is equivalent to a guy shooting heroin on weekends