7-8 years ago, there is a popular tourists spot in the large city I worked in, I'm going to try and give the details here without doxing where I used to live. This is the kind of place the locals would go to sometimes and it had a lot of US/international regular old toursist but, for some reason it attracted the trashy people from not just out of town but in one county over, a county known for being really white trash, like "methlab" white trash, some people would joke the area code was always a bad sign. What's worse than white trash? Niggers who live in white trash areas. For years I noticed when I was dumb enough to work that area way the fuck out there I would cross paths with a nig with a cell phone from the inner city. Wtf were they doing with a cell from the inner city 70 miles away in white trash area?
Apparently there were three main reasons:
#1 they would sell grandma's house in the inner city (which is worth surprisingly a lot), buy a home in white trash county 70-90 miles away, and spend that money quick on a Mercedes or two or something that had no long term value and be stuck in white trash land forever.
#2 government housing was running out of property and relocating them miles away for even more financial compensation. They heard "extra free money" and didn't care where they were shipped too.
#3 They had a gang beef and could not exist in the same city safely anymore.
#4 They had warrants that the police could not ignore, attempted murder etc etc and were too lazy to leave the state.
I'm sorry for rambling there but, whenever I heard a nog voice and I saw this area code 70 miles outside it's normal are I knew I was going to have problems. As I said before this is a popular tourist spot in a very expensive area and a lot of out of towners would show up for a night and do their thing. I get a call for a newer Korean car, I think it was a 2013 Hyundai Sonata? Client lost the keys. This car is not to complicated but it uses a high security keyway, similar to a Lexus, the machine necessary to generate this key costs around 5-9K, the network we use to be lazy fucks was down. (that is a whole other story right there but, I can send your vin to a guy and he'll send me back you key cuts to generate a key, this has been somewhat depicted in movies/TV in the last 10 years). A previous tech was out there, told them it would cost X dollars and then he realized the network was down and could not generate the key because he did not know how to do it manually like a professional, without a cheat code. I show up around 8pm I think it was? There are two fat female nogs and a fat white girl, all around late 20's, I get that strong "fat lesbian" vibe from them that can only come from being rejected/used and tossed by men, a dozen times. Lesbians are OK most of the time but, IMHO sometimes you are going to get one that does not like men. You get a fat angry nigger lesbian? You are almost better off pretending to be gay at that point, not joking, %100 serious. I have to be very careful, I think I've mentioned if I come off to friendly I will be treated like fucking garbage , if I'm too rude they'll just be offended and that will be all for the night. Like I said another guy was out there, and he couldn't do the job which typically is a very good thing, it shows the value I bring to the table. Right off the bat they were extremely rude. I gave my price and they immediately started with "the last guy said less" naturally I responded with "...and why didn't he make the key"? some hesitation "well, um he say he can't tonight cause the network was down" I reply "You can't expect me to match the price of someone who couldn't even get the job, done now can you?" more hesitation, both the nogs are now crossing there arms in front of me and giving me this very judgemental look. I really just want to tell them to "push the car home" and leave, myself. I have left people stranded before who simply didn't get it or tried to pass a stolen CC on me. A lot of back and forth takes place, maybe 10 minutes pass they are still talking to me like I stole their dinner or something. It gets to the point where one of them finally drops the bullshit when I suggest I'm going to just leave them there. It's been years but, if I recall she turns to the other nog who owns the car and says "Keisha, please just pay him. I have to be at work tomorrow morning 9 am and were like 75 miles away from home" Due to all the arguing I insist on payment up front, I really don't like doing that but, when I get this much trouble I kind of have to. The owner and I settle on half payment now, half when the key is done, she signs on the dotted line and I collect half cash up front.
Regular old Hyundai Sonata, not a Mercedes, not %100 garbage.
This vehicle requires the door to be somewhat dissembled, it's 9pm so doing this in the dark is kind of tricky. There are no cheat codes, you have to know you are doing here. I get the part out I need and I leave a hemostat in the door holding a little 10mm flange bolt, this is a surgical tool used to clamp small delicate things like arteries, I used it to hold onto small parts in tight spaces. I leave the door wide open on the car and very clearly instruct them "PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH THE CAR DOOR, IT IS IN A STATE OF DISASSEMBLY, OK"? I take the lock into my truck and spend 20-30 mins fitting a perfect key, it works in the door lock great, I go back to the car try it in the ignition and the car starts. I go around the car to the door I have disassembled and I'm fucking pissed. For some reason they closed the door. The door did not get closed by the wind, they closed the door intentionally and in process accidentally destroyed my hemostat by slamming the door on it and in doing so dropped the little 10mm screw into the door. I know they did this because whoever did this opened the door back up again and never mentioned this to me while I was working in my truck. This makes it 50/50 whether I'll ever see this little screw again, if I want to go looking for it; which they are not going to pay me to do. I already know what you are going to say, I now have 5 of them in the truck along with many other random little fastening devices so I wont run into the problem ever again.
$7 non surgical grade hemostat

.20 cent 10mm flange bolt

Have fun finding that little fucker at night, in there.

I'll be %100 honest, I could have glued the cylinder in the door or done some half-assed bullshit to get the thing in there to look like it was put together right and called it a night. Maybe they would have found out a month later and complained maybe they would never have known. Not sure. I made the mistake of being honest. "Here's the thing, I mentioned to you guys not to the touch the door, someone closed that door, broke my tool. Now we have a key, and this key works in drivers door and your ignition you can drive home, there is a 10mm bolt that has now been lost in the door, its 10pm there are no hardware stores open. This is not a big deal but it does need little $2 bolt replaced and installed sooner or later. To restate, you can drive home and lock your but, whoever slammed the door and broke my tool lost the little bolt and I cannot install the lock back into the door tonight. Do you understand? It goes immediately how you'd expect, nobody takes responsibility for slamming the door on my hemostat and the immediate response is "well I ain't paying you if you ain't goin' fix it". My reply "without the part I cannot install this correctly. Like I said before I asked everyone to please not mess with the car while I was working. My tool has been destroyed not to mention" "well I ain't paying you if you ain't goin' fix it" It's been years, I forget how the conversation exactly went but they demand the money back which I am not going to do. I have half payment in my pocket and once again I'll be %100 honest here, in another situation where I wasn't treated like a waiter in a Denny's, I'd probably suggest some kind of compromise or something, IDK. I'm done, fuck these people. The other reasonable one who told her before, has again been trying to get the owner to be reasonable she chimes in again, tells her "I need to be at work, can we just pay him take the key and figure it out at home? I'll pay to fix the door or whatever" The owner nigger sow is having none of this. At this point I get into the drivers seat of my truck, my truck back then had a large ground clearance maybe a solid 12" off the ground with a running board. This 250lb nog steps up onto the running board and braces herself with one hand on the roof. I look her in the eye "You can either pay me for the key or I'm starting this truck and driving, the rest is between you and gravity" No response, the key goes into the ignition and I start the engine, I take my foot off the brake and were moving forward in this large dark parking lot maybe 3-4MPH. I give her that "you sure about this? look" before I hit the gas and bring it up to around 6-7mph. Now she starts flailing, not swinging at me but either grabbing for the keys or the wheel, not sure. I swing the wheel hard right, then left then immediate right and in my head I suppose I knew exactly what was going to happen but, I was still surprised when it worked. The inertia tossed her about a yard away from the truck. I'll never forget that sound almost like a wet slapping noise "splack" when she hit the asphalt.
I drive about 5 blocks away, park at a gas station. Now, I realize I'm in a shit situation. The parking was is mostly empty but, I'm sure a few people saw this and her traveling associates definitely saw this. I'm in a good part of town where the police actually respond to 911 calls. I don't want to end up in some hit and run situation but, I know it was clear I did not want this to happen. I think it over for 5 mins and call the local PD to report what happened, I figure this will make it sound like I'm not trying to conceal anything that took place. 20 mins later a cop shows up and I just give him the full story, he says another officer is back at the parking lot asking them what happened, their side of the story. I suppose I did not know what was going to happen but, I guess they could have claimed I called them all niggers and attempted to run over one of them. The cop comes back to the truck and says "Well, me made contact with the owner of the Hyundai and she is saying she doesn't know anything about what you are talking about" I'm kind of surprised, I guess she thought she was going to get arrested for assault or battery or robbery or something. I really don't care as she's on record lying to a police officer that nothing happened, that closes the culpability door as far as I'm concerned. I drive home and call it a night. The next day I'm talking to a business associate about general work bs, at the end of the conversation he asks something like "Hey, did you handle a Hyundai Sonata last night, in X?" I reply "Yes....?". He starts laughing, "I fucking knew that was you! I fucking knew it how they were describing the technician! I had to come out there this morning and they all treated me like I was saving their lives or something. They told me this story about you threw one of them out of your truck while you were driving? You didn't have a little 10mm bolt in your truck? You gotta have small parts like that, you know". That was the last I ever heard about that night.