I miss working the pit. No customer interaction, I knew what filter and where as the car rolled in, and it was smooth.
I do not miss the little burns, and being covered in oil and sweat, and the occasional smashed hand from the diff plate bolt suddenly coming loose.
Me as the pit dude, like your oil drain plug is missing, you have no oil, how the fuck did you make it here?
Quit trying to upsell me and just do the oil change!
It appears that cylinder 3 is now locked up, but we can have a couple helpers push your car out. Put it in neutral Karen…
That’s okay, I didn’t like that cylinder anyway.
This gave me flashbacks
I miss working the pit. No customer interaction, I knew what filter and where as the car rolled in, and it was smooth. I do not miss the little burns, and being covered in oil and sweat, and the occasional smashed hand from the diff plate bolt suddenly coming loose.
I was the weirdo that could change a filter with my left hand, while eating my lunch sandwich with my right hand totally clean.
There were still oddball incidents though, like magnetic oil plugs getting stuck magnetically and spraying my face with hot oil :(
Thoughts and prayers.