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During my many years on this planet I’ve met many folks who considered themselves experts. Most of these individuals have yet to be confronted with a true challenge.

Perhaps the closest person to being an expert was the professional diesel engineer. The incident supposedly occurred during the 1950s.

A small town generated their own electricity by turning a generator with a large diesel engine salvaged from a wrecked railroad locomotive. One day the engine stopped and refused to restart. The local city maintenance man labored with it until he was out of ideas. Someone knew a railroad diesel mechanic and paid him to fix their engine. He didn’t have any luck either. Months passed. The city council agreed to hire a professional engineer.

The day after they phoned him he arrived. After a walk around he pulled a few plugs and attached some gauges. Then he asked someone to try starting it. He’d been there about fifteen minutes when he went to his car, consulted a manual of some sort and returned with a screw driver and a small brass hammer. Climbing up the ladder he removed a round inspection plate and then with the brass hammer he tapped three times. Without saying anything he took his tools back to his car.

“Try it now,” he said after closing the trunk lid.

It fired up and they had electricity.

After the foreman signed the engineer’s work sheet, he handed over the yellow copy and then drove away.

On the tenth day of the following month the city received a bill for one thousand dollars. The city council called a special meeting and decided to demand an itemized bill.

By return mail the engineer stated he was charging one dollar for each tap with his hammer and $997 for knowing where to tap.
And then we have the expert who told everyone to flush their unused meds down the toilet?

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