Here's one for the group.
I've been doing oil changes and basic maintenance on my cars since I was a young man.
I've gotten it down to quite a science, with a system in place where I don't even drip a drop of oil on anything.
I can do it in a decent shirt, and still wear that shirt to dinner.
Right now I'm servicing my car, my girlfriends, and her younger sister. No problem.
So my girlfriend's blonde friend was telling me how she pays the dealership 35 bucks to change the oil in her 2001 focus. I started laughing, and told her that it could be done for 10-11 bucks in supplies and about 20 minutes.
So I agreed to do it the following week. I told her to just bring about 15 bucks in cash, and I would go to the auto parts store and get the supplies.
So, she arrives at our house with a bag from walmart. A five quart jug of ST dino, and an orange can of doom filter. I say to her "ah, did ya get the right stuff?". She's like "yeah I talked to the tech at walmart."
I should have known better.
So, I get the oil drained and the filter off the car. No problem. I triple check to make sure that the old gasket is on the old filter, and not stuck on the housing. Looks good.
I grab the fram suregrip, and spin it on. Feels good and tight by hand. Pour in the cheapo supertech oil, to exactly 4.5 quarts.
I take care to roll the car off the ramps before starting it.
I start the thing, and the oil light won't go off. I let it run for exactly 5 seconds.
The fram filter had blown off the housing, and the car was pumping oil all over the driveway.
I panic like crazy, thinking I will have to buy a motor for this girl.
I get the fram filter, and compare it to the old one.
The fram is about an inch longer, and not the right filter.
The tech had given her the wrong filter. I forget the last time I was so mad, I thought my head was going to explode in the driveway.
So, I yell to the girls to give me the keys to another car, I was going to advance to buy another jug of oil.
I reused the original filter, and refilled the crankcase with the right amount of oil.
Thank [censored] that the motor wasn't blown up. I have never said a prayer over a piece of junk focus motor, but this time I did.
So, the moral of the story is. Don't let anybody bring you parts to work on their car with. And probably a better idea, don't do any work on anyone elses car, you already have your hands full with yours and your ladies car.
I've been doing oil changes and basic maintenance on my cars since I was a young man.
I've gotten it down to quite a science, with a system in place where I don't even drip a drop of oil on anything.
I can do it in a decent shirt, and still wear that shirt to dinner.
Right now I'm servicing my car, my girlfriends, and her younger sister. No problem.
So my girlfriend's blonde friend was telling me how she pays the dealership 35 bucks to change the oil in her 2001 focus. I started laughing, and told her that it could be done for 10-11 bucks in supplies and about 20 minutes.
So I agreed to do it the following week. I told her to just bring about 15 bucks in cash, and I would go to the auto parts store and get the supplies.
So, she arrives at our house with a bag from walmart. A five quart jug of ST dino, and an orange can of doom filter. I say to her "ah, did ya get the right stuff?". She's like "yeah I talked to the tech at walmart."
I should have known better.
So, I get the oil drained and the filter off the car. No problem. I triple check to make sure that the old gasket is on the old filter, and not stuck on the housing. Looks good.
I grab the fram suregrip, and spin it on. Feels good and tight by hand. Pour in the cheapo supertech oil, to exactly 4.5 quarts.
I take care to roll the car off the ramps before starting it.
I start the thing, and the oil light won't go off. I let it run for exactly 5 seconds.
The fram filter had blown off the housing, and the car was pumping oil all over the driveway.
I panic like crazy, thinking I will have to buy a motor for this girl.
I get the fram filter, and compare it to the old one.
The fram is about an inch longer, and not the right filter.
The tech had given her the wrong filter. I forget the last time I was so mad, I thought my head was going to explode in the driveway.
So, I yell to the girls to give me the keys to another car, I was going to advance to buy another jug of oil.
I reused the original filter, and refilled the crankcase with the right amount of oil.
Thank [censored] that the motor wasn't blown up. I have never said a prayer over a piece of junk focus motor, but this time I did.
So, the moral of the story is. Don't let anybody bring you parts to work on their car with. And probably a better idea, don't do any work on anyone elses car, you already have your hands full with yours and your ladies car.
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