When we 1st moved to SA emo was working at Ancira, and one of the 1st cars he had to work on there was a really nice 2 dr Jeep wrangeler thingy. Very sweet looking. The problem was the frame was wrecked to all of hades, alignment also etc. the kinda damage you get from driving where you are not sopposed to.
So Emo is working o nthis thing for nearly a week on the big frame machine. And everyone and thier mother is coming to check it out. We are new in town, Emo's been on the job about 2 weeks. He thinks they are checking up on him and is getting really pissed that people won;t just let him work. He comes home every day ign about people standing over his shoulder while he;s trying to work, or how he comes back from break and there are 2 or 3 people looking it over or making comments to themselves. Finally he is done with the car friday. Monday in the morning the car is gone and Emo goes to the shop manager to complain about all the over the shoulder treatment.
His bosss says to him: "do you read the whole estimate or just the part you need to do?"
emo says: "I don;t have time to read stuff I don;t need to know - I just read my part:
the manager says: " that was one of Tim Duncans cars"

the whole damn week and noone said to him.
and thats the closest either one of us has ever gotton to a good spurs related ancedote.