DO YOU KNOW HOW TO REBUILD A DIESEL?

Oh my Gosh!!

I've just escaped from another well-meaning customer after and hour of diesel engine talk. Nice guy about 400 pounds with 2 teeth in his head and glasses that hand down on his nose. "Do you know how to seat the rings in a diesel engine? Well I'll tell ya, you can't line 'em up straight or they won't seat right. Had a friend, got him an engine for 100 bucks. Thing smoked like crazy, turns out the rings were lined up straight, soes he just gives em all a turn, now he's got him an engine runs great for a hundred bucks! Whatcha think about that?" "Burp!" " Sorry I just had a coffee", He says. "Huh, that worked out well for him", I say. Hey you wanna buy a Hummer? I know a guy can put in a diesel engine for ya! You'll get 450 horsepower with 650 pounds of torque! Whatcha think about that? "Burp!" I know it's not the coffee it's those 2 banana's I had before I left the house! Where's my rolaids, I always got a roll on me.

I'm having a hormonal day, If I don't get away soon I think I may burst out in sobs of frustration!!!

"How come you're closed this weekend?" "I need a little break" I say. "How's about you stay open Saturday and I'll bring some Jack Daniels and we can get drunk as skunks?"

OMG!!! "I don't think my husband would be too pleased, we want to go camping."

IS IT FRIDAY YET????

I'm at work today, as usual. I've had my daily schooling from a nice old fellow who feels the need to explain every size and caliber of bullet ever made and the kind of guns they go to. As usual I go into my bobble-head mrs. nice person customer service mode. Nodding and smiling as he explains " This here 22 shell only fits the 1903 model Heh, Heh, Heh. You know there's only one place in the country you can get these, (raises his eyebrows while waiting for me to ask where) It's in California. But, I got me a box of 'em Heh, Heh, Heh." As he is rambling on and on my mind starts to wander thinking "What should I make for Dinner?" "I wonder how long that sale is on at Macy's?" "Is it time to go home yet?" Pay attention. I figure I better say something "That bullet must be more powerful since it's bigger" I say. Stupid!! Here comes the full explanation of the distance and power of the ammo. Oh no!! I spot Gus coming out of the back. SAVED!! "Gus, come here! You need to go back in the office, it's not time to go home yet!" Gus looks at me with that "Are you kidding, where do you thing I'm running off to?" look. Off to the office where I can watch the security cameras until the coast is clear. You'd think I'd retain at least some of this info, but it just goes right out of my head. This must be what it's like to have dementia. I can see Steve snickering through this whole thing. I'd love to take him to the make-up counter sometime and watch him learn about moisturizers and toners. He'd be smart enough to walk away and pretend he couldn't hear. That's it, I feel a hearing problem starting!