bfreebern
Yada, Yada, Yada.
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Having to replace my daughters alternator on her 2008 Ford Edge. Talk about the worst place to put a friggin' alternator. I'm not the kind of guy to ask for help, so I had a plan to get it all done last night. My wife asked me if I needed my neighbors help and I said nope, knowing that if he came over shit would go downhill and he would derail things.
Guess who thought she'd be sly and call the neighbor over, acting like he was just "checking his mail" and noticed the car in the garage. Yep. So the first thing he does is tell me it would probably be better to go from under the car, which isn't the way I've seen it done at all, in any of the videos I've watched. The he proceeds to say, well we gotta disconnect this coolant hose and before I could turn around he's shooting coolant all over and manages to plug it with his hand. Now I'm pissed, walked around to the front of the house and bitched at my wife, as quietly as I could. Get the hose hooked back up and now I'm done. He walks next door and grabs kitty litter, which now is all over the garage floor.
"What's next boss"? Ugh. I say I'm wrapping it up for the night, we get it into neutral and push it into the garage. At least he offered to pour me some bourbon at his house, which if not for the 14 pieces of ice would have been great. Anyway, going to try again today and hope he doesn't sneak over.
Sorry, just in a pissy mood today!
Guess who thought she'd be sly and call the neighbor over, acting like he was just "checking his mail" and noticed the car in the garage. Yep. So the first thing he does is tell me it would probably be better to go from under the car, which isn't the way I've seen it done at all, in any of the videos I've watched. The he proceeds to say, well we gotta disconnect this coolant hose and before I could turn around he's shooting coolant all over and manages to plug it with his hand. Now I'm pissed, walked around to the front of the house and bitched at my wife, as quietly as I could. Get the hose hooked back up and now I'm done. He walks next door and grabs kitty litter, which now is all over the garage floor.
"What's next boss"? Ugh. I say I'm wrapping it up for the night, we get it into neutral and push it into the garage. At least he offered to pour me some bourbon at his house, which if not for the 14 pieces of ice would have been great. Anyway, going to try again today and hope he doesn't sneak over.
Sorry, just in a pissy mood today!