That's nothing. The tractor had broken down and DH was taking it apart to fix it. In order for him to get to the part he would have had to tear a lot more off. With my smaller hands I could get at it and take it off. Then I went to get the new part. I walked into the implement dealer with the part wrapped up in a shop rag and in my left hand (it was a small part). Up to the parts counter and told the guy what I needed. He came back with the new style part. They had made changes to this model tractor mid way through. When I told him, no I need the old style one he insisted I needed the new style one. Now we bought the tractor at auction and hadn't gotten any parts from there for it yet, keep in mind. He kept arguing it with me until he decided to get the old style out to prove me wrong. By this time we had the attention of several customers and the other employees. :coolsun When he brought out the correct part and started in on how it was the wrong one I had the pleasure of saying, "Oh really, that part (pointing to the old style, looks just like this one." And I slammed the one in my hand up on the counter. He turned extremely red and looked like he wanted the ground to open up and swallow him! I NEVER went back there again!allenacres said:Oh my gosh, dont get me started on men who think women dont know anything about parts or lumber, or anything "manly". Ran into one the other day when I went to the lumber yard to get the first load for the shelter we are building. I didnt like the 6x6x9 post that he put on my trailer, it was bowed and the end was split. So I was trying to be kind and said, I dont like the looks of that piece of wood. And he says to me, oh its fine, do you know anyone that knows about boards. I said, yeah, ME! He backed off and replaced that piece of wood really quick. Grrrr!