This guy had a unit which was, um, ah, beyond its prime. It had joined the choir invisible of sewer machines. Yet the man didn't want to accept that. There had to be something we could do, he insisted.
Dad, under such circumstances, would ask the customer, "Are you Protestant or Catholic?"
"What difference does that make?"
Dad would take his hat, hold it over his heart, and say somberly, "All we can do is make proper arrangements."
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