DerbyDad03 wrote:
>
> I don't have a compressor big enough for that sort of stuff. The only
> air sound you'll hear is my huffing and puffing.
I understand that. I haven't always had a nice compressor at my disposal -
or even a garage for that matter. When we first buit out house we did not
have a garage, nor did I have a compressor. Vehicles did not seem to
respect this fact, and they continued to require service all the same. We
improvised some of the ugliest ways to accomplish the task at hand, grunted
like some neanderthal, created lots of new vocabulary - everything necessary
to get it done. I sure do love my garage and the tools I have now...
>
> In 3 weeks it won't be wrenches, it'll be debit cards. The car will
> be 3 hours away and unless it (and her) can come home, she'll be
> taking it to a shop. She'll be going to school but also doing 2
> internships, working with people that live in the area, so she'll be
> getting the names of some local indy's for me to "interview".
We went through that same stage of life. When Amy went off to college it
was 4.5 hours away. We got lucky - any work she needed done was of a nature
that she could get the car home and I could do the work right here. She
ultimately decided to stay in Philly after college and at that time I
"interviewed" a shop that was right across the street from her apartment.
The owner turned out to be a real straight up guy and he actually respected
a knowledgeable dad that cared about the welfare of his daughter. It helped
that my first visit to his shop was to ask if I could use his MIG to weld a
patio chair for my daughter that had gotten damaged in the move in. I guess
he appreciated people who can do stuff like that in this day and age
(remember - this is Philly). Anyway - I explained that my daughter had been
raised to do a lot of the more common auto repairs herself, and that she
knows and understands brake systems, can do her own brake jobs if she so
chooses, was a hands-on working partner with me in a complete body job and
paint job (which was a complete color change) on a previous car of hers, and
essentially is not a no-brain/idiot car driver. I also told him we believed
in the art of negotiation, and in the barter system. All of this seemed to
work for him. Over time the guy really treated her well. She would
challenge his prices on things, often already knowing what a fair price
would be for parts, understanding his need for profit (again - something I
taught her), clearly understanding what a lot of the repairs really required
(rather than some book rate), and she was very accomplished in talking about
these things with him to negotiate a price they both felt good with. Of
course, if she was not familiar with a problem the phone call to dad always
preceeded the visit to the shop. In the end - he really liked having her
for a customer. She wasn't an idiot with more money than brains that just
dropped her car off and expected it to be done by the end of the day. She
understood and respected the work he had to do on a job. And - she valued
what little disposal income she had to play with for car repairs. Oh yeah -
(another dad thing...), she knew to bake cookies, buy Dunkin' Donuts coffee,
etc. to show her genuine appreciation for the owner and his staff, as
people. It all worked well.
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-Mike-
mmarlo...@windstream.net