Neighbor with the 2011 1200 GS that has 212,000 miles on it walks over with a relay in his hand. Starts asking questions, and then asks if I can "check the relay to make sure it's bad". As I was in the middle of something, he left it with me to check later. It's good. But I returned it along with another new identical one I had in my stock.
Then he returns with another relay for me to check.
"But the guy on the phone says this could be the problem, and sometimes they go out."
So then I start the entire electrical class for him by drawing a schematic. I explain "source, load, ground" to him as I'm resisting the temptation to say "Oh, just bring it over here." I've told him multiple times that I'll only charge him "half of what the BMW dealer charges you". But he's funny about it will not pay me to work on his bike, thinking because we ride together and he's my neighbor, I should be a good neighbor and help him for free.
Since I won't fix it for him, he's taking it to his favorite dealer 3-1/2 hours away.
Yet when I asked him if he had the schematic for the driving lights he's trying to fix, explaining that would give "us" the road map to properly diagnose the problem, all he said was.... "Yeah, somewhere... I think... probably in the shed, I don't know."
It was at this point I developed the "Sorry my crystal ball is broken today" chip on my shoulder.
So, now the shop tip from a former/retired mechanic - -
If you ask someone for help with a mechanical problem, offer something. Anything. A $5 card to the local coffee shop, a bag of Hostess donuts from the grocery store, a homemade chocolate chip cookie, a beer (or a six pack if the job was worth it) just something to show that you appreciate their knowledge and ability.
Now for my crass, arrogant, asshole mechanic, self absorbed, sarcastic comment.
I might have an idea what I'm talking about.
And this one is my GS, so I have fixed a BMW before.
Thank you Banned Camp for letting me vent.