Total Recall

Two and a half months ago, a customer bought his Suzuki C90 in for a recall. Apparently the fuel pump can come loose and cause a fire. He hasn't seen his bike since.

But he has received an estimate for $650 to repair the battery wiring harness, which somehow got fried and melted together after the Service Department got hold of the bike. They claim it came in that way, and even though he rode the bike in, it doesn't run anymore.

According to the Parts department, the parts necessary for the recall are on backorder and we don't know why every other dealer in town has them in stock.

He went to the front counter and told the CSB she is a fucking idiot and a lying bitch. The meds had kicked in, so she thought he was swearing at the dogs, and told him that her dogs don't deserve to be cussed at and the poodle is not an idiot even though he does like to fuck his pillow in front of the doorway, and Bandit doesn't lie, even though she is a bitch. Even though the CSB thought this was really funny, it just seemed to make the customer madder.

The customer stormed out and the CSB felt a moment of regret that the Rhino isn't here anymore to laugh with her at customer tantrums.

Then the CSB apologized to the poodle on the bad man's behalf.

Credit Hold

The Lazy K is on credit hold with Suzuki and Yamaha.

This is not a good thing.

Despite taking drastic costcutting measures like cutting the eight people who've endured the Lazy K for longer than 5 years from 3 to 2 weeks of vacation, cutting the CSB and FSB's salaries, and changing the healthcare program to one that really sucks, then changing that within six months to one that straight up sucks donkey dick harder than the CSB looking to cop some vicodin and costs the employees 4 times more, so there are employees paying over $1000 a month to insure their families while making slightly more than the US poverty baseline and being subject to constant vitriol from a hillbilly clan one step crazier than a tribe of rabid racoons, the Lazy K can't pay it's bills.

Now hiring for all positions.

Your Boss is Tweaking

Mondo was selling a Suzuki C50 to a guy who wanted to load it up with every accessory known to man. In the background, the CSB was power walking back and forth and screaming at him about his wanting to go to the bathroom about half an hour ago, when she thought Mondo should have been taking a $5 up to sell a waverunner instead.

The customer watched the CSB for a while, then turned to Mondo and said, "Dude, I think your boss is on meth. Seriously. I'm an undercover cop, and I would bet she is on meth. She's tweaking."

What is it about cops and C50s?

After the cop paid way too much for the C50 and left, the CSB came over to Mondo and apologized profusely. She couldn't apologize enough. Then she offered to blow him if he'd give her some of the vicodin he gets for the bulging disc in his neck.