Yet another day of bull$stuff at the parts store
I SWEAR to you this is an absolute true story. I used to work at what was this town's once largest auto / truck / heavy hardware largest parts store. We had the rep for "having everything, and old "Nick" had retired. I used to accuse Nick of "crapping" parts.
(This store got underway in '31, and Nick went to work for 'em in 32)
Nick came in one day, after retiring, with a friend. Nick had a piece of broken 3/16 tube with one of those Ford / Holley compression nuts on the end, which he threw on the counter
I'm on the phone, and one of the "youngsters" is standing there playing there with the swinging door at the counter, who I'll call "Ken" to protect the guilty.
Nick throws this nut on the counter and says "give me a couple of these will ya?"
"Ken" shakes his head in time with wiggling the door"
Nick says "whazza matta, ya out?"
Ken replies "We don' stock them, I don' think we ever stock them, and we are never GONNA stock them"
I'm already starting to laugh internally, as my phone call is ending, and this hasn't even begun to unfold, but I KNOW Nick.
Nick graps this beanbrain by THE EAR. HE GRABS THIS MORON KID BY THE EAR HE DRAGS THIS KID BY THE EAR AND HE DRAGS HIS DEAD *** DOWN through the entrance to the adjacent stock shelves which is where we had our large brass bins.
Took Nick about 3 seconds to find the correct bin for the Ford compression nuts. Pulled out the drawer and shook it under this kid's nose
"Ya see there??? Ya see THERE?? Don't you EVER BBBBBBBBBBB ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ Man he sawed a piece of that kids *** right OFF he did!!!!
So Ken asked me later "Did that old bastard used to WORK here or somethin?"
I told him "that old bastard has known, forgotten, and REknown, more'n you'll ever know about parts!!!!"
I SWEAR to you this is an absolute true story. I used to work at what was this town's once largest auto / truck / heavy hardware largest parts store. We had the rep for "having everything, and old "Nick" had retired. I used to accuse Nick of "crapping" parts.
(This store got underway in '31, and Nick went to work for 'em in 32)
Nick came in one day, after retiring, with a friend. Nick had a piece of broken 3/16 tube with one of those Ford / Holley compression nuts on the end, which he threw on the counter
I'm on the phone, and one of the "youngsters" is standing there playing there with the swinging door at the counter, who I'll call "Ken" to protect the guilty.
Nick throws this nut on the counter and says "give me a couple of these will ya?"
"Ken" shakes his head in time with wiggling the door"
Nick says "whazza matta, ya out?"
Ken replies "We don' stock them, I don' think we ever stock them, and we are never GONNA stock them"
I'm already starting to laugh internally, as my phone call is ending, and this hasn't even begun to unfold, but I KNOW Nick.
Nick graps this beanbrain by THE EAR. HE GRABS THIS MORON KID BY THE EAR HE DRAGS THIS KID BY THE EAR AND HE DRAGS HIS DEAD *** DOWN through the entrance to the adjacent stock shelves which is where we had our large brass bins.
Took Nick about 3 seconds to find the correct bin for the Ford compression nuts. Pulled out the drawer and shook it under this kid's nose
"Ya see there??? Ya see THERE?? Don't you EVER BBBBBBBBBBB ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ Man he sawed a piece of that kids *** right OFF he did!!!!
So Ken asked me later "Did that old bastard used to WORK here or somethin?"
I told him "that old bastard has known, forgotten, and REknown, more'n you'll ever know about parts!!!!"
