I went into the local mower place here a few months ago with a sketch of a bushing I needed to adapt the blade I'd bought. My BIL had misplaced it some time back. The peach fuzzed kid looked at me kinda funny and hollered for some help. This little old curmudgeon came out of the back, looked at my sketch, turned around and grabbed a part off the shelf, took my 10 bucks and left!
The kid just stood there...