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Well, I had planned on posting this yesterday, but someone broke into the junction box at the end of my alleyway and started yanking out coax, presumably for reasons related to meth. Good times, living in an industrial park… Anyway, here we go. It’s Friday evening, and I’m standing in the sales bay at Dishonest…

Among the many dubious electric vehicles at Dishonest Used Car Dealership was the Myers NmG, also known as the Corbin Sparrow. Like most cheap-ish electric cars, it was a fiberglass three-wheeler, only this one had two wheels in the front and one in the back, unlike the Xebra of tales past. It was an odd-looking…

It was another cold icy winter’s day at Dishonest Used Car Dealership. I was sitting nursing a hangover when I heard our Incompetent Tech Guy come in and march into Colossal Redneck’s office. The door closed, there was a minute or two of brief, muted conversation, and then CR began bellowing his stupid laugh. “HAW…

The owners of Dishonest Used Car Dealership weren’t particularly business-savvy, but they knew to hop on trends in the market when they appeared, and so all of the sudden we found ourselves as a new, cutting-edge, environmentally-friendly dealership, right about the time that sort of stuff was starting to become a big deal. This meant…

Around here, it almost never snows. It’s not real warm here, but snow is rare, so when it does happen, we are all woefully unprepared. It’s February, and we’ve received an inch of snow, bringing the city to a screeching halt. Busses stopped, stores closed, news media in a panic, that sort of thing. One…

After the dark revelations of Incompetent Tech Guy’s demise in the previous story, I thought it might be time for some shorter, lighter stories for a bit. As always, I truly appreciate the warm reception I’ve received thus far, and I hope you’ll enjoy some stories for a bit where nobody wound up getting arrested….

Among the office staff at Dishonest Used Car Dealership was a particular young lady who handled our interactions with government offices like the DMV, the Department of Transportation, Customs, and so forth. It was a big job that required cutting through a lot of red tape and a lot of reminding the kind of grizzled…

Hey all, another auto repair story here. This one’ll be a long one, I’m afraid, but I’m loathe to break it into multiple parts. It was 7:00 in the evening on a Saturday in August when my cell phone rang. It was Rom. “Hey dude, I’m showing a customer that red V70, and it won’t…

I’m sitting at my desk on a rainy Thursday when my phone rings. It’s one of our sales staff, who I shall call Lady Applebee’s, since that was apparently the only place she ever ate. “Service, this is 36055512.” LA: “Hey, what’s the service bay look like right now?” Me: “Packed. What’s up?” LA: “You…

I’m not in IT, but in auto repair, but since cars are technology (sorta) and modern automobiles are basically poorly-designed computers with barely-controlled explosions powering them (kinda), I hope my stories will fit in, at least a little. A few years back, I worked for a small, questionably honest used car dealership and repair shop….