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I knew things were going way too well today. I got the transmission and secondary filter on the M934 drained and refilled with NAPA HD tractor hydraulic/transmission fluid and the transfer case drained, all with little mess no less.
I then grab the 5 gallon pail of what's supposed to be NAPA gear oil only to discover that my friendly NAPA man had given me 5 gallons of NAPA straight transmission fluid instead of the gear oil. Since he was kind enough to load both pails of fluids in the car for me during a fierce downpour, I didn't think to check things twice, not even when I unloaded the fluids when I began work this AM.
I grab the green pail, knowing that was for the tranny, read the label to be sure and began work. Several hours later, I grab the other pail, check the label and ****!!!, I thought I was seeing things when the label said transmission fluid, not gear oil. After three or four double takes, all the day's good Karma quickly evaporated.
So, after muttering a few choice words about NAPA man, his wife, dog and three generations of his people back, I THROW everything in the truck box, lock things up and get home and set my alarm clock so that I can greet NAPA man bright and early tomorrow morning when his doors open at 7:30 AM to share some of the joy that I'm currently experiencing with him.
I know, shame on me for not checking things twice BEFORE I left the store. I guarantee it won't happen again when it comes to picking up an order from NAPA, rain pouring down or not...
I then grab the 5 gallon pail of what's supposed to be NAPA gear oil only to discover that my friendly NAPA man had given me 5 gallons of NAPA straight transmission fluid instead of the gear oil. Since he was kind enough to load both pails of fluids in the car for me during a fierce downpour, I didn't think to check things twice, not even when I unloaded the fluids when I began work this AM.
I grab the green pail, knowing that was for the tranny, read the label to be sure and began work. Several hours later, I grab the other pail, check the label and ****!!!, I thought I was seeing things when the label said transmission fluid, not gear oil. After three or four double takes, all the day's good Karma quickly evaporated.
So, after muttering a few choice words about NAPA man, his wife, dog and three generations of his people back, I THROW everything in the truck box, lock things up and get home and set my alarm clock so that I can greet NAPA man bright and early tomorrow morning when his doors open at 7:30 AM to share some of the joy that I'm currently experiencing with him.
I know, shame on me for not checking things twice BEFORE I left the store. I guarantee it won't happen again when it comes to picking up an order from NAPA, rain pouring down or not...