Lived there, (across the street in the private homes,) saw it every day. Always fun to watch 10 guys standing around a popped hood wondering... About the dead battery.
Either you lived it or you didn’t.
Rich but ignoramuses?
One evening in the apartment complex where I am (once had a home, fell on hard times) I found four white rednecks (complete with construction company tee shirts, ball caps, and twelve pack of Bud Lite) changing the transmission fluid on a chopped up truck one pint at a time with various brands of ATF. Taking three hours to do it.