No worries man, I was happy to help and hold one for a bit to examine before sending it off in the bargain. Made me really want a hobbit, and luckily my formerly-white Triumph came up for a song in Montreal a year later and karma came full circle when George bowed out to let me have it. The dudes at the shop where I got the pickup where like "it's got 8 wires - good luck with that" - I never took no condescending shit from them again (they were the snootiest shop in town, I swear everybody complains).