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Originally Posted by lexluthor09
So working at my shop I've come to realize there are a lot of dumb people on the road. So many that it scares me...
I present to you the first in a series... feel free to contribute.
The lady came in, to ask if we could fix her flat tire. When we walked outside we told her, "what tire?"
She goes to respond, "what do you mean? is it fixable?" |
That is epic!! It's gonna be tough for anything else in this thread to top that!
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Originally Posted by alex.w *//
courtesy of krystie and vcc
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My dad did that on his old Dodge van once... ran it so long with the brakes grinding that he wore through the inner disc, the one that's attached ONLY by the fins. Said he had to panic-stop, slammed on the brakes, and BANG! no more grinding
Took the wheel off and the remnants of that half of the disc were free-floating around the axle
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Originally Posted by lexluthor09
lol sweet rotors.
i wish i took a picture of the guy who got his pads installed backwards. somehow managed to jam the thing into the caliper. trip from calgary to vancouver gave him another brake job.
the aftermath - the pads square end cut into the rotor hat. and totally ate away at the pad too. two piece rotors ftw.
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Buddy of mine years ago had Canadian Tire do the brakes on his Porsche... they put the pads in backward, metal backing plate against the rotors, pad material against the calipers. Took it back to them when he noticed them starting to grind (as the thick layer of paint wore off the plate)... they told him it was fine and the noise was normal...
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Originally Posted by chet
We had a guy pull into our welding shop and ask us to look at fixing the frame in his truck he said it cracked.... Ya right in half on both sides! And he used 2x4 wood with big hose clamps to hold it together!!! We told him no it can't be fixed.
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Epic redneck ghetto repairs!
Okay, my turn.
I was adding maglocks to the doors at the little Petro Canada kiosk store at Vic & 49th. I was working on the west door, had it all coned off on the outside, ladder blocking it on the inside, and the door locked. Some dipwad parked by the pumps on the west side, stepped right over my cones, and tried to open the locked door. Then he looked up at me on my ladder and motioned for me to open the door... so I pointed him at the opposite (east) door. He smiled and went around.
But it gets better! While he was inside, I had to move my ladder into the doorway, so I unlocked the door and did just that. While I was ON the ladder, almost entirely blocking the door, this same clown decided it would be a good idea to SQUEEZE PAST THE LADDER to get out!
Shoulda dropped my drill on his head.