My father owned a service station when I was growing up...back when they were truly “service” stations. His head mechanic, actually a pretty mellow guy, would keep cans of sardines in the locker room freezer. Whenever he had a really nasty customer, he would pull out a tin, key it open, and pop up the car’s back seat for a little “bonus” before backing the car out of the bay.
RE: auto repair sabotage....
Old blues song I remember some folk group doing. Original—
What’s That Smells Like Fish
-Blind Boy Fuller
Blind Boy Fuller, vocal and guitar in C position, standard tuning, Bull City Red, washboard.
INTRO SOLO
What’s that smell like fish, mama, good if you really wants to know
What’s that smell like fish, baby, good if you really wants to know
Smell like puddin’ and it ain’t no pie, same thing that you know you have to buy
What’s that smell like fish, good if you really wants to know, I mean, good if you really wants to know (Spoken: Yeah!)
SOLO
What’s that smell like fish, mama, good if you really wants to know
What’s that smell like fish, baby, good if you really wants to know
Smell like sardines and ain’t in no can, same doggone thing you took to the other man
What’s that smell like fish, mama, good if you really wants to know, I mean, good if you really wants to know.