I'm a grandpa, first and foremost. This blog nods to that with its name. I remember my grandpa, who would drop whatever he was doing to help me out of a bind. It's our job.
Grandson Zach came to me this afternoon as I was lounging in the shop. He had a flat, in my driveway. Too bad, so sad. Zach knows how to change a flat. He wanted to change it in the shop, where we have floor jacks and air tools. Okay, but we need to air the tire so that you are not running on a rim. I gave him a small compressor that would run off his battery. Air the tire and bring the car around.
I prepped the shop, moving stuff so that he could get his car in the door. In a few minutes, he came around and drove the car into the shop. He knows how to do this, but I sat on a stool and coached him through the job. He used my tools to change the tire, then we went through his trunk, made sure that he had a jack and a lug wrench and a jack handle.
He needs new tires, and he is gainfully employed. I'll be a pain in his ass until new rubber is between his car and the road. If necessary, I'll get his grandma involved. He does not want that.
6 comments:
Sigh... Yes, keep on him.
Wish I were able to provide that oversight, but mine are in IA and MD while I'm in FL. From your grandsons' point of view, they will come to realize the value of it all.
Regarding those 12v compressors, I've gone through many over the decades and have never found one I could trust, especially for extended reliability. Soooo many claims yet so few successes.
Now Grandpa, sometimes kids need to learn the hard way...
Agreed. They don't last long. I've got a small 120 V Craftsman compressor in my garage with a long air hose for anything that happens near in the area.
Jonathan
My wife and I carry them in our cars just in case, but I can’t say I really trust them to last long. Fortunately, they’re fairly cheap because I expect to replace them as soon as they show any problems.
Learned a long time ago, when you need tires get the best ones you can afford.
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