So, I’m sitting in the emergency room getting prepped for surgery because I was lying on the ground with my left arm extended under the car with the wheel off (without a jack stand π¬) when the Jack failed, and the car came crashing down to the concrete, the pinch weld on the body of the car severing about 90% of my wrist.
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So… wrists bleed a lot, if… you were wondering.
Thank heaven for morphine and voice to text? π
So I’m O-negative, If you were wondering. Universal donor, except nobody wants my blood because I have heart issues. π
But being a universal donor doesn’t help very much when you’re the one who actually needs the blood. π
I’d send pictures, like the pictures of when I nearly took my finger off with my chainsaw, but there’s just a slight problem. Unlike with my finger, I don’t have any pictures of my wrist.
Why?
Well, because I didn’t think to take pictures with blood squirting everywhere.
And because…
Wait, what’s the date today?
Exactly.
Did I get you? πππ
Wrists are intact. π
Happy first of the month!!!
Anyway, I was super exhausted this morning and dragging because I just didn’t get enough sleep last night.
Naturally, given my exhaustion, lack of sleep, and just overall dragging feeling, I worked a 15-hour a day. π
First car was a 2009 Ford focus that had ignition issues. Pretty common issue with these, the lock cylinder housing goes bad, and that’s what it was this time. Gratefully, the aftermarket part comes with the breakaway bolt, so I was able to get everything taken care of and buttoned up without having to order a bolt for another day and to have a temporary put in place.
Second car was a 2012 Acura MDX at a gas station in Bella Vista that the four or 16-year-old driver had accidentally filled up with diesel. They called when I was about a mile and a half away from my house this morning, so I turned around, went home, grabbed a couple more five- gallon fuel cans, and headed out again to my first job. Anyway, the MDX was my second job, and I, gratefully, was able to command the fuel pump on with my scan tool.
So I removed the middle seat, pulled up the fuel pump cover, disconnected the main fuel line, attached a rubber fuel line to the main outport on the fuel pump, stuck the other end in one of my 5 gallon jugs, and then proceeded to command the fuel pump on.
It took about 2 hours, and it took three five gallon fuel cans, and five or so more other gallon containers before I got The diesel fuel out. Once it was all out, I filled the tank to the brim with premium fuel, which was what the MDX calls for, and I fired up the car. I let it run while I put the seat back on and got everything cleaned up.
Car number two in the books.
Car number three was a 2008 Ford f150 with the 4.6 motor that had a very bad power steering fluid leak. He’d been putting the wrong fluid in it since it started leaking. He was putting the generic stuff in there, but it’s supposed to have mercon 5 transmission fluid as power steering fluid.
Anyway, I guess that’s not really relevant.
The leak turned out to be coming from the wheat pole, so I removed the pump, which is a pain in the butt, and then I replaced it, and there’s a heck of a lot more to the story, but I’m tired and don’t want to bother with the details. Suffice it to say, it was a pain in the rear, and a brain fart caused me a lot of extra stress and wasted time because I thought there was a problem when they’re actually wasn’t. I kept trying to figure out how to solve the problem willing to realize that there wasn’t a problem.
But I was there for a very very very long time. Ended up way way way behind on the day. When I finished that job, I still had like six or seven more cars to do.
The fourth job was a 2008 Honda Accord that wouldn’t start. I went out there, in the battery was pretty much completely drained down. But even after hooking my jump box up to it, there wasn’t any power at all in the dash, which said to me that there was most likely a blown mega fuse.
Sure enough, the megafuse was blown, likely because someone probably tried to jump the vehicle and mixed up the positive negative cables.
The blown fuse was a special type, and there wasn’t one locally, so I taught them how to replace the fuse themself, taught them how to replace their battery, and headed out.
Pretty annoying customer to deal with. It’s my least favorite culture to work for already, and this guy took it to another level.
Pretty much always nice people, but good gravy some of the norms that I have to deal with are super super annoying. It’s almost like dealing with the high pressure salesman.
Car number 5 was a 2010 Subaru outback that she needed help putting a light bulb in. She’d taken it to two different places, and had no luck, both places saying that they couldn’t figure out how to change the light bulb. So I went down there from Bentonville, got everything taken out for her and was about to put the new bulb back in when she dropped the bulb and it shattered on the ground.
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When I looked over at the shattered bulb, I also realized she had the completely wrong bulb. They had given her a break light or blinker bulb, not a headlight bulb. So she took a video of me walking her step by step through how to replace the headlight bulb herself so she wouldn’t have to pay somebody to do it in the future.
I gave her a big discount because I felt bad, even though I had done just as much work. She still didn’t have two working headlights.
The last job was a 2004 Jeep Wrangler that the guy had been working on himself, and had tried to get the ignition coil connector disconnected. But it had been an absolute beast, and even after recruiting multiple neighbors to try and help him get it done, nobody could get that connector disconnected. So I went over there, and I taught him some tricks for how to get connectors to come apart, then got it apart myself, chatted with him about traveling around the world, and mostly about Peru and New Zealand, as we’d both been to Peru, and he’s a big Lord of the rings fan, so he was excited to learn about New Zealand and whatnot.
Fun stuff. π
I just pulled in, 10:47 p.m., and I’m done for the day. I’m going to go say hi to my mom, eat some dinner, and call it a night.
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Loves.
Lift the World
~ stephen