Archive for March, 2011

The Curious Case of the Posessed Airstream

Sunday, March 13th, 2011

A few weeks ago, a customer brought in her front kitchen Airstream for a plumbing repair. It was one of those Airstreams that its owner had neglected to Winterize, and had a profuse leak under the galley sink, among other leaks. Rusty wrote up the work order, and turned it over to one of our technicians to be taken care of.

A couple of hours later, the customer returned to her Airstream to retrieve a book she had left inside. Less than 30 seconds after she entered her trailer, I heard an ear-piercing shriek, and looked up to see the customer, white as a sheet, running out of her trailer as if the Devil himself was chasing her, screaming at the top of her lungs. Rusty and Buck both took off after her in hot pursuit, and managed to head her off just before she ran across the busy highway in front of the dealership. When they finally got her calmed down enough to be coherent (barely), all she could do was tell us her trailer was haunted, and she wanted to be as far away from it as she could get. When I heard that, I wandered over and checked the calendar. Nope, not a full moon…

So, with my talent for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, I was told, “Lug, go check it out.” Terrific. Why do I always get the “volunteer” jobs? I walked out to the Airstream, which was resting quietly in front of the service department. Cautiously, I opened the door. I peered inside. I didn’t see anything bad, except for a couple of pictures of questionable taste screwed to the wall. I then stepped inside, and shut the door. I didn’t see anybody, and it was eerily quiet. then, out of the stillness, I heard “‘Hello, Lug.” I nearly jumped out of the nearest window. I looked around, and still didn’t see anything or anyone. “Hello?” I asked. “Hey”, the trailer replied. I walked up to the kitchen, and opened a cabinet door under the sink. There, curled up around the drain pipes, was Randy, the tech that had drawn this trailer to repair. “Randy, what the *&^^&%T! are you doing in there?” I asked. “You scared the lady that owns this trailer half to death!”

It turned out that Randy found it easier to crawl inside the cabinet to get to the broken fixture, rather than try getting to it from a more conventional location (like outside the cabinet). When the customer came inside to get her book, he said hello, and asked for a light because it was dark in there.

He soon had the plumbing operating properly again, though it took us longer to convince the customer there were no ghosts in her Airstream than the repair took. I guess it could have been worse, the customer could have jumped in her tow vehicle, and driven off with Randy still inside. That would have required some explaining to his wife…

About the Author

Lug Wrench is a long-time mechanic, multiple Airstream owner, and dyed-in-the-wool pragmatist. All tales guaranteed 100% true, although names and certain details may be altered to protect the guilty.