A Thousand Words.

I do my own repairs. Computer, house, cars. You name it, I’ve fucked with it. My dad taught me early in life that you do it for yourself because everyone else is an asshole-know-it-all-know-nothing. Case in point, I went to Canadian Tire to buy a fuel filter for my Pathfinder. On the right is the filter they suggested; on the left is the correct filter.

Not even close.

You can’t blame them though. They are after all 17 year old morons there.