Looking for a Mechanic (tag Garage staff)
Having tried to use his old Ford Transit to transport some things for the cinema over the weekend, Martin didn't get far. The noises the engine emitted were worse than ever and his battered old van even vibrated in such an odd way that he simply didn't dare even take it out of the hotel's parking lot. Damn, he should have taken it to the local garage sooner, but he still feared spending more money than absolutely necessary, so he hadn't.
It seems now there is no way he can avoid it any longer. He walks over to the garage first thing after breakfast on Monday, hoping to find someone who is willing to come and find the fault of that terrible noise and vibration right where he left the van - or at least declare it safe to drive the short distance to the garage. Please don't let it have to be towed in!
A little hesitantly he opens the door to what seems to be the office of the garage. Stepping in from the brightness outside he can't make out anything inside for a moment so his greeting is a little vague. He's not certain there actually is anyone in here. "Good morning?" He clears his throat before continuing. "I need a mechanic to look at my van."