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Today’s parts store.
- Thread starter ItBeMe
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Another reason I drive older vehicles......
Most parts store employees should go back to McDonald's 👺👺
Didn't have that problem as a kid, the local parts store had the parts book in their heads and knew what I drove. They'd just ask which of my vehicles it was for. Only time I paid a core charge was when I told them ahead of time that I wasn't bringing one back.
The nerve of them to try to help.
EXACTLY!!
I needed help to pick out the bananas that I wanted!!!
Sad but mostly true
Real Phone Calls from an Auto Parts store (even in the 90s):
Parts Monkey: "Hello, thank you for calling XYZ Autoparts, this is M, how can I help you?"
Caller: "I need a part. It's for a Buick, Limited"
Parts Monkey: "What part do you need, ma'am?"
Caller: "1988, Buik, Limited."
Parts Monkey: "Yes, ma'am, what part do you need?"
Caller: "It's a limited, four doors."
Parts Monkey, now starting to look through the books or on the computer,,,"Yes, ma'am, what exact model is that Buick? Is it a Regal, an Electra , or LeSabre...?"
Caller: "It's a Limited, four doors."
Parts Monkey, now ruing the day they ever went to work for a major chain of auto parts stores and really wishing they'd not answered this freaking phone call, or maybe even had gotten food poisoning at lunch and was not sitting in the bathroom crapping and vomiting at the same time: "Yes, ma'am, I understand it's a Limited Edition, but what model Buick is it?"
Caller: "I told you it's a limited. It's a Bro-Ham!"
Parts Monkey, trying hard to not tell the caller they are sub-moronic: "Okay so it's a BROAM limited edition of a some Buick model. What part are you looking for?"
Caller: "No, it's a Bro-Ham. It's got a V-4."
Parts Monkey, now considering donating his body to science for live vivisection: "Ma'am, Buick doesn't make a V-4 engine. Could it be a V-6?"
Caller: "How the hell should I know!"
Parts Monkey, seeing more customers lining up at the counter while he's wasting his time with this caller and thinking that maybe he should have stayed in the military and volunteered for EOD duty: "Okay, ma'am, exactly what do you need for your Limited Buick 'Bro-ham'?" (note that the customer standing right in front of the counter starts to chuckle at the word "bro-ham".)
Caller: "I need that light that goes in the ceiling. It doesn't turn on when I open the door."
Parts Monkey, reciting from memory: "Yes, ma'am we have that dome light bulb. It's a 211. The price is $1.97."
Caller: "Oh, that sounds expensive. I won't remember what you just said...Will you put it at the register for me? I'll be there sometime this week."
Parts Monkey, slowly reaching for a large heavy wrench to whack his own head with while contemplating going postal on the telephone: "Ma'am, we're not allowed to pull parts, especially if you're not coming right here."
Caller hangs up. Dial tone.
Parts Monkey to customer at counter: "Sir, please excuse me while I go disconnect the telephone." Parts Monkey then begins to think seriously about huffing spray paint or sniffing paint thinner in the back stock room. Or maybe putting his head under the machine press.....
Parts Monkey: "Hello, thank you for calling XYZ Autoparts, this is M, how can I help you?"
Caller: "I need a part. It's for a Buick, Limited"
Parts Monkey: "What part do you need, ma'am?"
Caller: "1988, Buik, Limited."
Parts Monkey: "Yes, ma'am, what part do you need?"
Caller: "It's a limited, four doors."
Parts Monkey, now starting to look through the books or on the computer,,,"Yes, ma'am, what exact model is that Buick? Is it a Regal, an Electra , or LeSabre...?"
Caller: "It's a Limited, four doors."
Parts Monkey, now ruing the day they ever went to work for a major chain of auto parts stores and really wishing they'd not answered this freaking phone call, or maybe even had gotten food poisoning at lunch and was not sitting in the bathroom crapping and vomiting at the same time: "Yes, ma'am, I understand it's a Limited Edition, but what model Buick is it?"
Caller: "I told you it's a limited. It's a Bro-Ham!"
Parts Monkey, trying hard to not tell the caller they are sub-moronic: "Okay so it's a BROAM limited edition of a some Buick model. What part are you looking for?"
Caller: "No, it's a Bro-Ham. It's got a V-4."
Parts Monkey, now considering donating his body to science for live vivisection: "Ma'am, Buick doesn't make a V-4 engine. Could it be a V-6?"
Caller: "How the hell should I know!"
Parts Monkey, seeing more customers lining up at the counter while he's wasting his time with this caller and thinking that maybe he should have stayed in the military and volunteered for EOD duty: "Okay, ma'am, exactly what do you need for your Limited Buick 'Bro-ham'?" (note that the customer standing right in front of the counter starts to chuckle at the word "bro-ham".)
Caller: "I need that light that goes in the ceiling. It doesn't turn on when I open the door."
Parts Monkey, reciting from memory: "Yes, ma'am we have that dome light bulb. It's a 211. The price is $1.97."
Caller: "Oh, that sounds expensive. I won't remember what you just said...Will you put it at the register for me? I'll be there sometime this week."
Parts Monkey, slowly reaching for a large heavy wrench to whack his own head with while contemplating going postal on the telephone: "Ma'am, we're not allowed to pull parts, especially if you're not coming right here."
Caller hangs up. Dial tone.
Parts Monkey to customer at counter: "Sir, please excuse me while I go disconnect the telephone." Parts Monkey then begins to think seriously about huffing spray paint or sniffing paint thinner in the back stock room. Or maybe putting his head under the machine press.....
