I genuinely love my job. However there are occasions when I wish I made sarnies for a living

(not that there's anything wrong with that, my ma did it for years

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Aaaaaanyhoo...
I volunteered to do a rear wheel bearing on a 2006 Mazda MX5. So like a proper good little bear I had a quick look on line the day before..... calliper and brakes removed, two bolts holding the knuckle on and straight forward hub out, bearing out, press new bearing and hub in and then refit.
Damn, the fekking internet can be soooo wrong


I counted 7 attachments to the knuckle in the form of trailing arms, shocker, more trailing arms / track rods etc

and of course all of them seized in their bores after the nuts come off

Eventually got the knuckle off. And that's where the real fun began

normally I hammer the hub out (using a socket between hub shaft and hammer so as not to damage it). This one didn't budge. After 30 minutes it finally popped out. I then removed snap ring and then attempted to press the bearing out. Due to the odd shape of the knuckle it took me ages to set up the right amount of old bearing races for it to sit level on. Getting it pressed it was a ball ache too.
Again the bearing race that sticks to the hub...... usually a quick slice with the cutting tool and two taps with a chisel and they pop off. This one weren't having any of it. I had to grind the whole thing off. Another half hour.
Finally if this job couldn't get any worse it did. The f.....g ABS sensor connection.... hidden behind two sets of trim in the boot 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩
This whole job as 1.6 hours on Autodata...... this took me 3.5 hours lol
So the whole point of this little tale...... working on cars is mainly a joy. But sometimes there are times it's really really shite
Oh and forgot to add...... the customer was waiting while this carnage ensued
