One day a person at the park followed Barb in his car. When she stopped he told her that her rear
brake light was out.
I asked my sister who I could take the car to to get the
bulb replaced. She said that I could do
it myself if I looked it up on Youtube.
I looked up how to replace a brake light on a Honda
Civic. It seemed pretty easy. It would only take a few minutes.
I told Barb I would go to a car parts store, pick up a bulb
and replace it. She reminded me of the
time I tried to replace the headlight on our Toyota Tercel a few years
ago. I didn’t do it correctly. It burned the casing which cost us a lot to
replace.
So I looked up a garage close by where Barb could take the
car.
She bought the car in while on one of her errands. She expected to get the bulb replaced while
she waited. She thought is would cost
about two bucks for the bulb and they would replace it for free.
The owner of the garage took the car away and replaced the
bulb. He brought the car back and
charged Barb $15. Barb was surprised but
paid him in cash. He put the money in
his shirt pocket.
Barb thought he ripped her off because she was a stupid Canadian. She wasn’t going back there ever again.
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