Reasons like this are why I'm in the biz...better than any comedy act! Anywho: 2 clowns sans big, floppy shoes and red ball noses come into the Bone today. They have a power steering pressure hose with 'em, and it has a split in one of the metal line bends. We don't have the part in stock, has to be ordered. Well, Moe and Larry insist they need the part "now," so they want to cut the split out, and span the area with a piece of fuel line and some worm gear hose clamps. I'm grinning from ear to ear, 'cause I think they are kidding. Nope, serious as a heart attack. I tell 'em "no way, Jose." They don't want to hear it. I suggest they call some other parts stores or go to the dealer. They don't want to hear it. I offer to call another parts store that I'm friendly with to see if they have the part. They don't want to hear it. So, I say "Sorry mates. I don't want to be responsible for youz guys crashing, and /or killing yerselves or someone else. So, I'm done here. See if anyone else in the store will back up your plan if yaz want." So, they bumble off to talk to my fellow parts peeps in the store. And they hear "No, no way, no how, will it work!" By this time it was time for me to leave, so I punched out, yelled "WHOOP! WHOOP! WHOOP!" in my Curly from the 3 Stooges voice, and RAN outa the store!
