Do you remember this past Thursday when I told you no more repair quotes over the phone? You don't? Well, pretend you did.
The man in question came in, I'll call him Cloyce just to give him a name, Jay, and sure enough, the two set screws I described (remember or pretend to remember how I described them) were indeed frozen in place. I had to remove the round part they sat in, secure it in my bench vise, and apply heat. Fortunately that worked, yet I still charged Cloyce $80. I for one think that fair.
What nearly set me off was when Cloyce asked as he paid "I don't see how you couldn't have told me eighty bucks over the phone Cosgriff."
It's a good thing I had already turned off the acetylene torch, because I would have torched him with it. "I didn't know I'd have to do this, Cloyce." Though why I bothered to say that, I don't know either.
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