If you think you're a real technician, just wait until a little girl
brings you her dead Furby she loves and begs you to resurrect him/her/it.

30 years of military and civilian electronics repair experience is no
match for a dead Furby.

After considerable research into Furby electro-mechanics, I discovered an
intermittent limit switch in the flambastic transwobulator had sent
negative vibrations to the transwobulator's flabillitator in such a way
that further transwobulation was impossible as it put the transwobulator
into a state very simular to a human coma.

A couple of strokes of my relay contact burnisher and a tiny squirt of
magic WD-40 brought Furby back from the grave, much to the delight of his
owner, who now thinks I have more magic powers than any religious leader
in the Universe....(c;]

I'm terrified more dead Furbys will materialize at the hands of crying
little girls who are born to wrap 65 year old electronics technicians
around their little fingers......Failure is not an option!

Absolutely nothing I ever repaired, calibrated or overhauled has been
anywhere near as rewarding at that dead Furby.

(Service hint - Mommy does NOT know what batteries in the drawer are dead
and which ones are good, even though she thinks they are "new".)