The title sounds disastrous as it is.

But I literally about died laughing yesterday (no, seriously, I could feel my diaphragm ready to collapse), well here it goes.

My friend works at a Ford dealership as the shop supervisor. His and his crews' job is to ensure all incoming inventory is to be checked in, wiped down, and put on the lot all polished up to be an eye catcher, the same thing for used cars. Well that day I just happened to be up there, we all got an interesting surprise! A PORSCHE Cayman was traded in on a Ford.... (yes, a Porsche for a Ford.... major downgrade if you ask me). Well of course, the thing was practically so clean it could have passed as just come off it's lot and with only 1.6k miles on it, you'd swear it was the Test Driver of the bunch had it not been bought.

Well, the thing needed an oil change since the asshole let the thing sit in his garage for practically the length of his ownership thus where I come in. I wasn't trying to be some know-it-all ass or a smug dick, but when you have a bunch of guys that haven't worked on something so unique before... it kinda foreshadows the worst to come. My friend, being the ass he can be sometimes, told me to sit aside and that he didn't need my help.
Factor about him, he's the type of guy that, unless you have a piece of paper saying you went through an overpriced class, sat around for long hours reading books, and doing other meaningless shit that has nothing to do with what you want to do; the you're a nothing and stupid. So I was immediately cast into that group.
But oh well, can't win them all, sometimes you have to sit back and watch as the wick slowly burns closer to the barrels of black powder! :D

Well anyway, I went to the other side of the shop, he then goes and opens the rear hatch... gasp, to his surprise, nooo enginnnne, hmmmmm. Where could that squirrely thing be, I wonder. So he goes to the front and pops that side open... hmmmmmmmmmmmm still no engine. He then looked up to me, who was tring not to giggle out loud, then calls down 4 more of his guys to help him figure this out.
Get this, they were going to tear into the back of the car and take out the rear storage to try and 'dig out' the engine. Once I saw FIVE yes FIVE (5) fucking guys trying to figure this out and all scratching their noggins, I couldn't take it any longer and left before I got weak from laughing.

What can I say, it was comical and to a point, still I am in disbelief about the event. How the fuck can you not find it? Well... here's an insight on Porsche's 987 models;
The car is a mid-engine setup. meaning the engine is within the car's wheelbase. So unlike the 911 series, you won't find the engine in the ass way behind the rear axle. BUT, while the car is mid-engine, the engine is practically 'underneath' the car, thus not only do you get a full sized boot in front, but you get a nice sized boot in the REAR as well, thus to morons like them, will make you think the car 'somehow' operates with no engine, or that the engine '404 not found!' itself.

I finally told them this after 10min of watching them try to plan this out.. I couldn't take it anymore, but I sometimes wonder how long it would have taken them had I not told them lawl.
As much as I want to say that event was pure ignorance, I can't. I understand yes its a Ford dealership and that they don't get many exotic/unique cars through the body shop. But still, common sense should have kicked in at some-point, ja? Even I know this and I DON'T have ANY degrees LOL

I guess that makes me a dumb smart person :D

PS: I ended up changing the oil :/