I went on-line Monday morning to check local junkyard inventory for one of these and found one at Car World in Candia. I've done business there before and the price seemed OK, so I had them pull it. I got the call yesterday morning that it was ready to pick up, but couldn't get there until tonight due to a late meeting last night. So I walk in and it goes like this:
"Hi, I called about a Toyota Land Cruiser spindle"
"Oh yeah, I'll go get it."
The guy walked behind a door and came back with a knuckle housing in his hand and dropped it on the floor next to me.
"uh, that's a knuckle housing, not a spindle."
"That's a, uh, spindle. That's what you asked for."
"That's a knuckle, not a spindle"
So, the guy started acting all bull**** at this point and stormed out back and came back with a rotor/hub from the same Cruiser.
"Is this what you need" At this point, he still thinks I'M the idiot!
"No, that's a rotor. I need that part that the rotor slides onto. The spindle."
"Well these are the only parts that go there."
At this point I'm losing my patience and am starting to be equally as condescending as he was to me.
"The rotor has to slide onto something. It doesn't just float there."
"Yeah, it attaches to that", the moron says, pointing to the knuckle.
I was beside myself at this point. I was so pissed I don't even remember what happened next. I think I just shook my head back and forth with my mouth open trying to think of something to say.
He still thought I was the jackass that didn't know what he was talking about so he decided to do a web search. He pointed to the ball at the end of the axle housing and asked if that's what I needed.
"no, that's part of the housing."
I can see that he's starting to believe me. I can also see that the other guys behind the counter are looking at both of us, curious who was going to win the argument. One of them asked if I was talking about the thing with the cones in it, like a Ford. I still don't know what the F he was talking about.
"Let me call the guy that pulled the parts."
So the guy got on the phone to the guy that pulled the stuff and another guy took me down to the truck which was in the "hold" section unavailable to the public. (I know, another contradiction) I couldn't find the spindle, but pulled a few interior parts I needed and headed back. The old timer that brought me out back then told me that he bagged his first deer back in the 80's and brought it home in a Land Cruiser, but back then they were called Highlanders. "Wait, is that what they were called?"
"It was called a Land Cruiser. Probably an FJ60. Big boxy thing?"
"Yeah, I dunno."
The douche guy had a completely different attitude when I got back, and was very apologetic. He gave me those little parts for free and quoted me on a few other parts I'll need.
Long story short...I still need a spindle.
I was so irritated, I forgot to check if it had lockers. I'll have to ask when I go back tomorrow.