Forcing An Intervention

Rudy was all smiles again by the time he was finished sorting through the affairs of shattered windshields and broken bumpers or whatever the hell the daily going-ons were for a man of his profession.

At the moment though, business and profession were the last things on the old man's mind. He came back a changed man—figuratively and almost literally. No longer just some humble mechanic who runs an auto shop, but a long-time colleague and dear friend of Dad's. 

As such, he was pretty much a head below the totem pole from being an actual relative. Complete with the sentimentalities and inside jokes that come with the title, and as well as a newfound interest in every minute aspect of me and everything to do with me.