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What Year is Your bike???
by: adam fuckin frantz
So for an alternate perspective, I work behind the counter. A customer like Goon comes in with a part number for
me..the only questions hes going to get are his name and phone number so I can call him when his parts come in,
and more than likely I'd ask him about his modified motorcycle.
Someone like Goon is a DREAM CUSTOMER! He knows what he rides. He knows how to modify his own bike
without asking me what parts fit what years and so on. To top it all off he knows enough to look up his own damn
part numbers. To me that is the highlight of a work day, and the cherry on top is chatting up a guy whos swapping
factory parts around on his bike to make it his own.
Now your average customer usually knows the make of their bike and most likely the model. It's not something
unusual that they dont know the year of the machine, and its regular that they just give you the wrong information.
This is why people get the questions, cuz when I order you a part for the bike you know so well and one week later you come down to pick it up and its wrong....your gonna bitch at me. Once I start digging into you for
information and find out that you really arent too sure about the year, make, model of your bike, let alone the
letter designation and model call letters....your getting whacked with a re-stocking fee and waiting another week for
you parts. It is all too often that I get a call back from someone who just picked up their parts, yelling and bitching
about 'YOU PEOPLE' because they either misinfomed us or they themselves were misinformed. It's one thing to
not know what you ride, simply accept the fact that your retarded and let me guide you; BUT its an entirely
different thing to not know what your talking about and act like you do. Totally fucks shit up, DONT DO IT!
Now I know/hope that this doesnt apply to anyone on this site, but you have a friend like this or at least an
acquantaince. So from now on if you go to the parts counter...think of me standing back there...I WANT to help
you. I WANT to get you the right parts. Shit I even WANT to give you a discounted price (so long as you act like
a normal person) because of how much these pig corporations charge us. So from now on when you go get
parts....do one of two things....know what the fuck you're talking about OR accept the fact that you dont know,
and answer a few simple questions without being a douchebag about it. Only way to get a discount at a shop is to
be a regular, PLEASANT, face in there and who knows you might even make some buddies!