Showerthought: That old guy who fixed my Walkman in 1995
I was cleaning out a drawer last night and found a broken Walkman from middle school. It reminded me of this one repair shop downtown where this older guy, must have been in his 70s, took a look at it. He didn't even open it up first, just held it to his ear and shook it twice. Then he says 'kid, your flywheel popped off the spindle, common as dirt.' He fixed it in 5 minutes, charged me 2 bucks. I miss that kind of hands-on know how where someone just knows stuff from doing it forever. Any of you ever had a mentor like that who showed you something simple that stuck?