Spring is sprung and it's time to chop the corn stalks. On Monday I inflated the tires on the stalk chopper and on Wednesday when I hooked the tractor to the chopper one of the tires was flat. So it was back to the garage with the tractor and out with thetruck, a jack and tire wrench. With the flat tire in the truck bed I headed to the local co-op for tire repair,
Entering the co-op shop I found Jim working on a trailer. He looked over at me and asked "Tire problems Al?" I suppose the fact that I was carrying a tire was a big clue. He left his project, put the tire on the tire changing machine and said "The tire's very old"...remember white sidewalls? Yup, it was so old it had a white sidewall. He pulled out the inner tube and patched it as we made small talk. Then he went into the back room and returned with a used tire, mounted the tire and tube, took me to the office and charged me $30....$20. for the tire and $10. for the repair and in 15 minutes I was on my way.
So what's the big deal? Nothing, really, but I found it amusing that he never asked me if I wanted a used tire, told me the cost or involved me in anyway in the decision making process. Jim knew what was needed so no discussion and I left a happy customer, even if slightly bemused.
1 comment:
I remember scrubbing white sidewalls on all of my Dad's cars as a kid. It was a prime inspection point of my work, if the whitewalls didn't gleam white - I wasn't done. Hadn't thought of whitewalls for a long time. Now I remember that I really didn't like them.
Interesting story. Thanks for sharing.
Steve
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