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I overheard a convo today that reminded me of an incident from years back.
Many moons ago I worked for an indie shop that specialized in European cars. We mostly did German cars such as VW and Audi, Mercedes, Porsche and the like, we even had a couple of Ferrari's(JOY
), yes I know they're Italian. This tale involves an early Audi S4.
The S4 has a turbocharged engine, and therefore has a pressure-relief valve, also known as a blow-off valve. Not all turbo engines have one, but most do. The function of this little widget is to vent the boost pressure from the turbo when the throttle blade is closed to prevent damage to the turbo as well as to keep the turbo spooled up to maintain power. Make sense? Good.
The S4 was not boosting, meaning it made no power. One of the techs was going over it trying to find the problem to no avail, and he had been on it for nearly a day. I had read on the 'net a couple of days prior that the S4's had an issue with the blow-off valve not closing all the way, allowing all the boost to escape before it got to the engine. I thought I would play nice with the tech and mention this. Ha ha.
Me: Have you checked the BOV? Audi had an issue with them not closing all the way causing a major power loss.
Tech: Are you working on this car? Do I come into parts and tell you how to look shit up? FUCK OFF!!!
Me: Right-o. Have fun.
I ignored him to the best of my ability for the rest of the day, until he came up the the counter with a stupid look on his face about 6 hours later.
Tech: Oh, uh hi. I need a uh, pressure relief valve mumble mumble.....
Me: A what now? A blow-off valve? Neat. Imagine that. Think of all the jobs you could have done in the 6 hours that you wasted checking everything but the BOV. Shocking. The parts guy does know something!
Tech: Why don't you rub it in?
Me: I wouldn't except you were a major asshole to me when I tried to help you out. Deal with it.
After that, we got along swimmingly.
EDIT: I suppose I should have put this in Cursing out Coworkers. If a mod has the inkling to move it, please do.
Many moons ago I worked for an indie shop that specialized in European cars. We mostly did German cars such as VW and Audi, Mercedes, Porsche and the like, we even had a couple of Ferrari's(JOY
), yes I know they're Italian. This tale involves an early Audi S4.The S4 has a turbocharged engine, and therefore has a pressure-relief valve, also known as a blow-off valve. Not all turbo engines have one, but most do. The function of this little widget is to vent the boost pressure from the turbo when the throttle blade is closed to prevent damage to the turbo as well as to keep the turbo spooled up to maintain power. Make sense? Good.
The S4 was not boosting, meaning it made no power. One of the techs was going over it trying to find the problem to no avail, and he had been on it for nearly a day. I had read on the 'net a couple of days prior that the S4's had an issue with the blow-off valve not closing all the way, allowing all the boost to escape before it got to the engine. I thought I would play nice with the tech and mention this. Ha ha.
Me: Have you checked the BOV? Audi had an issue with them not closing all the way causing a major power loss.
Tech: Are you working on this car? Do I come into parts and tell you how to look shit up? FUCK OFF!!!
Me: Right-o. Have fun.
I ignored him to the best of my ability for the rest of the day, until he came up the the counter with a stupid look on his face about 6 hours later.
Tech: Oh, uh hi. I need a uh, pressure relief valve mumble mumble.....
Me: A what now? A blow-off valve? Neat. Imagine that. Think of all the jobs you could have done in the 6 hours that you wasted checking everything but the BOV. Shocking. The parts guy does know something!
Tech: Why don't you rub it in?
Me: I wouldn't except you were a major asshole to me when I tried to help you out. Deal with it.
After that, we got along swimmingly.
EDIT: I suppose I should have put this in Cursing out Coworkers. If a mod has the inkling to move it, please do.
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