I went to the service station to check the suspension, but the car was pushed into a hole.
I brought my car to the service station, just wanting to check the suspension. The mechanic came out, and I immediately asked, "Would you like to take a look at the suspension?" He replied, "Wait," and left. Almost immediately, another guy approaches and confidently says, "Give me the keys." He looks like he's one of us, so I hand him the keys without a second thought.
He gets in the car and starts backing up. It's obvious from the first few movements that he's backing up crookedly. I tell him, "You're backing up crookedly." The classic response is, "Everything's fine." And then he continues backing up, as if everything is under control. I see the car is about to fall over, so I yell, "Hey, stop!"—and at that moment, it crashes sideways into the hole.
The hapless driver calmly gets out and says, "Just you wait." Then the first mechanic appears, banana in hand, and asks me, "What have you done?" I explain to him that your guy took the keys and drove the car in himself. And he replies, "So it's a competitor."
So you're standing next to your car, lying on its side in a pothole, and the guy from the service station finishes his banana and says, "We'll get it out now."