Heard the RFD TV Farmers Poem?

[milkman]

Well seems there's one for the Mechanics too.

I'm a journeyman technician In an Automotive shop I'm
supposed to know the answers From the bottom to the top

I should diagnose the problem With just a single look, And
if I fail to fix it, You think I'm a crook

When I charge you for my labor You ***** and scream and
moan, And even call and threaten me Upon the telephone

But technology in the auto is advancing every year, And for
the systems I must know I simply have no peer

I must be more electrician Than the man who wires your
home, For the wiring system in your car Outstrips the
Astrodome

Then refrigeration systems That I'm supposed to know Have
more gadgets than your home To make the d*mn thing go

Electronics now have made the scene And more are coming yet
Some models now will far exceed Your television set

In hydraulics I have more to learn Than a specialist in
pumps There's brakes and shock absorbers to help absorb the
bumps

Torque converters and transmissions With servos, valves and
gears, with models by the hundreds Introduced in recent
years

Fuel systems of a hundred kinds I must adjust and meter
Each far more complicated Than your furnace or water heater

The principles of combustion I must know from A to Z And
gear trains that will far exceed Most all machinery

I'm in welding, I'm in plumbing For water, vacuum, oil and
fuel Compared to me, a plumber Is a kid in grammar school

There's alignment and there's balancing And God alone knows
what If I fix it, thats expected If I don't, I'm on the
spot

There's models, makes and systems Some seven hundred strong
And new ones coming up each year To help the scheme along

Now compare me to the Doctor Whose prices make mine meager,
Yet folks revere his expertise Ever more impressed and
eager

The human body hasn't changed In twenty thousand years, And
every model works the same from the ankles to the ears

There's years of school to learn his field And almost none
in mine I've learned by practicing my trade And I read what
I can find

There's new equipment and techniques And medicines for sure
But this is true in my field, too As much, or even more

There's lots of books he has to read His procedures to
define, But for every page in his field There's twenty-five
in mine

There's no comebacks and no warranty You pay for what you
get, And then come back and pay again If he hasn't fixed it
yet

His mistakes are often buried While mine come back for free
And he plays golf on Wednesday While my customers hassle me

We spend millions of tax dollars Sending kids to medical
school, But if you ask for some in my field You're treated
like a fool

Everybody has just one body, But not one has more But when
it comes to autos You may have three or four

But you'll go right on complaining Of the way I run my show
With no appreciation For the things I have to know

And you'll take your high school dropout And you'll shove
them off to us And expect them to be experts While you rant
and rave and fuss

And when your car cannot be serviced I'll not hang my head
in shame So you'd best wake up America And find out who's
to blame

Author Unknown