This is the place to do truck repairs, and not much else. Stop by the mechanic's to book in, greeted by crazy old geezer clattering to a stop in ageing bush Holden. I swear he has double cataracts.
CRAZY OLD GEEZER
"HE'S NOT HERE!"
ME
"Trev?"
CRAZY OLD GEEZER
"TREV?"
ME
"Trev! The mechanic!"
CRAZY OLD GEEZER
"YEARHH ARH JESUS CAN YEZ LET ME OUT LOVE"
(Appears to be stuck in car, I open door for him)
ME
"You know Trev? He a good mechanic?"
CRAZY OLD GEEZER
"WHO? TREV?"
This goes on a bit longer until Bill comes out and we have another round of "Trev's not here" but I get a list of spare parts somehow and leave before I can't stop laughing. Tomorrow will be interesting.
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