The parts man's prayer

The old parts store I bought parts at when I was a teenager had this posted on their counter. I love it!


The Parts Man Prayer



I work behind the counter

In an autoparts store

Sometimes I'm called a genius

Sometimes I'm called much more.



I say I'm no mechanic

But when their job goes sick

Everyone comes in and asks me

What makes the damn thing tick.



I'm supposed to know the number

Of nuts and bolts and gears

For every machine ever made

For more than a hundred years.



I'm supposed to have the answer

For everything unknown

To every Tom, Dick, and Harry

For all their questions thrown.



My life would be a pleasure

And I'd grin from ear to ear

If only they would tell me

Their Model, Make, Year


Amen