Knecht’s Auto Parts

I don’t often find myself in auto parts stores, but the next time I need to I predict it’ll be Knecht’s. After a random and surprising windshield wiper malfunction, we needed somewhere nearby to pick up new blades. Fortunately we were just down the street, and they were open fairly early on a weekend morning.
As others have noted, they’re so friendly and helpful! We got a new wiper and the guy came out to pop it on for us. Unfortunately the attachment point was old and wasn’t holding the new blade on, so he did some quick modifications with pliers and was able to get the blade to attach. He was very competent and professional, and clearly cared about customer service. While no one hopes to frequently replace anything auto-​related, head here with any such needs!

This place deserves 5 stars, at least from my one experience. I walked in, and a guy right away asked me how I was/​if he could help me, and he helped me without any hesitation, recommended which parts to get and explained the differences to me, checked my stuff out, and then also put on my window wipers (free of charge because it only takes 5 seconds – but still, many places probably wouldn’t put them on for you – [I’ve never done it before]). All of this happened within 2 minutes – no joke. Super fast and great customer service.

Knowledgeable and helpful. MUCH more than I can say about most parts stores in town.

Hmmm. Well as far as a review that is actually about Knecht’s on N Lombard (Missississippi whatever), they consistently have the best prices of all of the local auto parts shops and are super helpful. They are actually willing to look stuff up or even come out and take a look if it will help, which is about all you can ask for. The only knock on them would probably be that they are frequently understaffed, so sometimes you might have to wait a couple of minutes.

my friend jodi wore her best butch ensemble to take the battery out of my car. she had on a pair of very ass fitting dark denim jeans with a red hanky in the left pocket and a wrench poking out playfully. she was wearing a kicky red and black flannel and a black «beater’ i ogled her ass while she leaned over my engine and held her flannel when she got «too hot».
we took the battery to knecht’s because it was nearby.
the only reason i am giving this joint 3 stars is because the main dude who helped me today was not an asshole. he was super helpful and easy breezy beautiful with me and my pal jodi.
i wish i could remember helpful dude’s name. unfortunately i cannot because JERRY has blotted out everything. we left the battery to charge and came back to find out that it was on the way to dead. bummer but cool dude was trying to explain that the battery has to be fully charged for the machine doohickey to do its job. things were going pretty well until jodi asked cool dude of they service batteries and JERRY (who frankly looked like the world’s ugliest walking penis) looked at her like she was a dum dum and said «what do you MEAN it’s DEAD there is nothing to be SERVICED ABOUT IT».
friends, i gotta tell you. the restraint that me and butch cassidy practiced at that moment was nothing short of prize worthy. i for one was at that very moment bleeding down my thigh in a river of carrie-​esque moon times.
as we were leaving and discussing to ourselves (NOT JERRY) about how to install the new battery, JERRY went ahead and said stupidly as stupid could be «HEHEHE Y’ALL COULD JUST INSTALL IT AND BRING IT BACK IN AND WE CAN REINSTALL IT» to which the butch, jodi, said «you’re real helpful dude». it sailed right over his penis head and into the back of the knecht’s where it will probably hang out awhile until it finds someone smarter to explain it to him.
dear jerry,
sorry you didn’t get to hear the conversation about how you really need to suck our dick. we could use a good blow job.
love,
the gays