I’m not exactly what you would call mechanically inclined. I’ve literally spent hours trying to put new wiper blades on my car. Hours. When mechanics see me walk into their shop, they start high-fiving each other and calling their wives. “Hey, babe, looks like we’re going to put in that pool.”
It’s not like my dad didn’t try to help me. I think from a very early age, he could tell I had mechanical issues. Fortunately, the cars we owned kept breaking down, so he had plenty of opportunities to take me under the hood and try to teach me some automotive survival skills.