#o'reilly auto

-I woke up incredibly late and forgot to take my Adderall this morning. Already sluggish and forgetful I walk in misty wet because, as you guessed, I didn't have time to check the weather.

-my first customer of the day cheerily walked up with wiper blades. I immediately came to the realization his smile was actually a sly smirk. It was raining even harder than when I had walked in. Not giving a single care in the world he followed me outside and stood happily under the over-hang as I changed his blades. I had an image of one of them flying off, on the freeway in the middle of a downpour, dancing through my head as I smiled and ran back inside.

-my second customer of the day locked eyes with me, and like the great white shark, refused to let go until he had gotten what he had come for and his transaction was complete.

-my third customer stated it took him a while to figure out where the grinding nise was coming from. As he laid down his vein-exposed rotor I resisted the urge to ask him what his first clue was.

-my fourth customer babbled to himself for a bit before slamming down his desired product and screaming "this". I admired the young two-year-old's direct decisiveness and expect great things from him in this life.

-my after lunch customer stated he wanted an engine block. Before I could ask for vehicle information he went on about how he watched a YouTube video on how to fix it and how the YouTuber had the exact symptoms as he did and how he had learned so much. I asked if he was sure he needed an engine block. Customer swore to me that's what he needed. As the customer is always right: I asked for the year, make, and model, and proceeded to pull up pictures of engine blocks. As I swiveled the monitor around I announced, with a smile, the price of an engine block. Red-faced the customer stared at the computer monitor and said in a small voice "I don't think that's what I need". Explaining that gathering from what he explained I thought the customer needed *clicky clacky type click type click* a ballast resistor. The customers face lit up as he exclaimed "that's it!" Much less money later I bid the customer adeau and as he walked out the door: prayed the customer didn't still think he had the qualifications of an ASE certified mechanic.

-my final customer of the day walked up as I was placing my empty cash tray back into the drawer. After explaining that I had already counted down my drawer and couldn't check him out unless... He cursed with intense exacerbation and asked why the hell not. Even though there were two other stations open, I graciously continued my thought: because I have no change to give, I can't complete a transaction unless you have a card. He instantly smiled and said "I've got American Express!"

-This morning a female came in and asked for a battery for her car. After typing in the year, make, model, sub-model, and engine size: she proceedes to hand me her key fob.

-After ringing up a gentleman for wiper blades he asked me: "could you put these on for me? I usually would, but..." I looked up at him nodding, waiting for him to finish. He turned and walked out the front door. This appeared to be his usual way of forming sentences. Following behind, I didn't question his ability to form sentences but did wonder if he had, indeed, ever changed wiper blades before.

-I also had the pleasure of helping a customer trouble shoot the ineffectiveness of the battery they had purchases half an hour before. After explaining how they had carried the battery across the street to his wife's car: he unhooked and took the old battery out, sat the new battery in place, and rehooked everything up in the opposite order. This was unusual as our batteries are always charged up and ready to go. I offered to go across the street with him and take a look. Upon closer inspection I realized the customer's issue. I grabbed a 10mm, took off the negative terminal, took off the plastic protective cap from the post, and replaced the terminal. I would be lying if I didn't say the wife looked as impressed as the husband looked embarrassed. I don't think he believed my assurances in the fact it happens all the time.

-After lunch a customer asked if I could explain the difference between "drum and disk brakes." I was never happier to oblige to a customers wishes.