|View single post by helowrench|
|Posted: Fri Apr 17th, 2009 06:52 am||
|Oh Grand Master,
I am a tech from a far land, of a strange discipline
I know the tools well, the techniques well, but am unfamiliar with the specific demons that abound in these, as you say, appliances.
I have lurked in the shadows of knowledge surrounding this forum for years. All the while slaying the failures of appliances around me, through a combination of guile and bull headed determinedness.
I have now encountered a beast that has given me pause.
I am told that parts are NLA, get rid of the unit.
I cannot face my clan by doing so. I must not let this fiend win.
I must enter your dojo, and humbly ask for training.
I come to you and thank you for acceptance into your domain, and promise to humbly offer experiences and trainings that while foreign to you and yours, may enrichen your knowledge of the disciplines in which I am trained.
These are my tools. There are many like them, but these are mine. My tools are my best friends, they are my life. I must master them as I master my life. Without me my tools are useless. Without them I am useless. I must use my tools true.