Car mechanic's brain burp

[XCashier]

Thursday, my car would not start. After my insurance company sent someone to jump-start the battery, I went to the auto parts store to replace it. Problem was, due to the way my car's engine is put together and the battery is installed, the auto parts store couldn't risk taking it apart to install the new battery. They jump-started my battery and I took it to my usual auto mechanic.

I didn't have an appointment, but they fit me into their schedule. It took a few hours because they had to order the battery, but they replaced it, got the car running and me on my way.

Monday, I went to work. I pulled into the parking lot, reached into the back to get the window shade... "Hey, what's that red thing in the back seat?" I took a closer look at it. Uh oh. I didn't know the name of it, but it was obviously a piece of equipment the mechanic left in my car!

I knew they'd likely need it, so I left work and drove to the mechanic. When I walked in, they looked rather oddly at me ("We fixed her car, what's she doing back?"), then when they saw what I was carrying in my hand, their expressions went, "Oh!"

It was their jumper box! They were quite glad to get it back. They couldn't figure out where it had disappeared to!

[Kristev]

At least you returned it. So many wouldn't. Three cheers for you!

[drunkenwildmage]

5 or so years ago, after a storm came through, I had to have the cable guy come out to my home to replace the drop from the pole to house after a limb off 75 foot tall weed disguised as a cottonwood tree took it out. He got everything back up and running, and looking good. About 10 mins after he left, I get a knock at my front door. He was back asking if he could retrieve his drill from my back yard. Thankfully, for him, the appointment after mine was my neighbor who also was having the dropped replaced from the same cottonwood.

[RealUnimportant]

Back, oh a couple of decades or so now, I was having a new phone and cable line installed in my shoebox, er I mean "studio flat" (read: two attic rooms in a converted old house), as no previous tenant had ever felt the need to remain in contact with the outside world. After the installer got everything up & running and had moved onto their next job, I noticed they'd left behind their handset. You know the kind, the special ones that they use for testing the line works. Took them a day to come back for it.

[dalesys]

I specified/installed/serviced industrial card access and video systems for 30+ years. Some of our technicians (though better than evilhomer's)....


"You shall know them by the trail of their tools!"