jlomon |
04-25-2006 10:49 AM |
About 15 years ago I was putting myself through university working at an oil change garage. I had been there for several years and was the most senior non-management staff member. One evening a mid-80's Jaguar sedan rolls in, I think it was a Vanden Plas because it had the V12. To this day I still don't have a clue why someone with a Jag would go to a quick oil change place. Anyways, the store manager decides he's going to work on this car personally upstairs, and he asks me to handle the downstairs part seeing as I'm the most experienced person in the shop. I go into the pit under the car and do the work, which really isn't any different from any other car I've worked on.
Underneath the hood is an entirely different story. It is a complete disorganized mess, and for whatever reason the Jag engineers have decided that the car requires two coolant fill caps, one on top of the radiator, and one that is very close to the engine, connected to the radiator by a hard tube that goes under a bunch of wires and hoses. My idiot manager thought this second radiator fill was the oil cap and poured two litres of oil into it before I came upstairs to have a look at the V12. I instantly saw that he was pouring the oil into the wrong place and tried to stop him without making too big a production of it. He insisted that I didn't interrupt him and finished pouring the two litres he was holding in his hand before turning to speak to me. I will never forget the look on his face at that moment, when I pointed out exactly what he had done and how I had been trying to stop him.
So we drained the radiator, obviously, and ran water from a hose through it for about 10 minutes before filling it back up, flushing it, and then draining it and doing the same thing over and over again. The "quick" oil change turned into a 75 minute production. The customer was remarkably cool about the whole thing. I would have been looking for blood, myself. We never heard from the guy again, which leads me to believe that there weren't any problems with the radiator. I'm just thankful that the motor was never started up, because not only would the oil/coolant have circulated through the entire motor, but we also would have been running a very expensive V12 without lubrication. If we had lost that motor I'd be willing to bet that every person working in the shop that night would have been fired.
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