My husband works in a car garage, as a repair mechanic, and he comes home with a lot of stories to tell about the state some people’s cars are in.
One of my favorites has to be about a woman he once had as a customer who had brought her car in due to a rattling in the air conditioning vents.
She had wanted to make sure something important hadn’t been knocked out of place up in the dashboard region to make that noise whenever it came in. While I can’t recall the technical terms to what the issue had been, the problem was in the air conditioner itself, and he explained it to the woman. Her response afterwards is what kills him and I with laughter. She thanked him for looking at her car and asked for the estimate of what the inspection costed her. My husband, confused by the response, asked if she wanted to get it fixed. The woman replied saying of course she did, but that she wouldn’t expect him to be able to take care of something outside of his profession so she would take it to be looked at by her HVAC technician instead. The woman thought than an HVAC technician, someone who installs and repairs home air conditioning and heating system, could fix the completely different AC system in her car. My husband said it took all of his willpower to calmly explain to her that they wouldn’t be able to help without bursting out in laughter. In the end he wasn’t sure if she completely understood why a car mechanic was the correct professional for the job but it ended being fixed and she went on her way.