[willhe64]

Found an old post of mine.
"The seal went in my steering box on my 1970 chev 4x4. I took it to my friends shop and Called the parts department. Told them what I had. Parts guy said not to worry, he thinks it is this one, but they only made 4 kinds ever for that box (Saginaw, in lots of vehicles besides chev) and they have all 4. So I pop the old seal out. They deliver one and it is the wrong one. I send the parts girl back with the one I took out. should be easy to match right.
The send me the next one (after 45 minutes) and it is not even close. I send it back reminding the parts girl they have my old one. She said she gave it to the guy.
In the meanwhile i get a work call. i have to borrow my friend who owns the shop's vehicle (he's my best friend and racing partner) and go do this call.
I get back to the shop 90 minutes later and the third seal is there. Wrong one.
I jump in my buddies Keep and roar over there. Madder than a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Walk up to the parts guy and my seal is right there on the counter in front of him. Ask him to go and get the one seal type he has yet to send me. He brings it out, I hold it up to mine and it is a perfect match.
I went off on that guy for a good 5 minutes. Insulted his intelligence and ancestry in many, many creative ways. He was purple in the face. Looked like he wanted to hit me. But he had no leg to stand on. How hard is it to take my seal back to the box with 4 seals in it and find the one that looks like mine?

When I got back to my friends shop he phones the parts manager and told him that if he didn't fire that dude he will never order another part from them again. Apparently he's had his share of incidents with the same idiot."