Today was a quick stop by the airport in Lincolnton to borrow a friends bending brake. I bent the roof piece over to about 90 degrees on the way back from work. There was a bit of confusion initially, as my mechanic friend wasn’t there. His boss was, and when I confirmed that it would be okay that I “borrow” his brake, he thought I was asking to take it with me to borrow it, and said that he was not okay with that. Once we got to the bottom of the misunderstanding, and he understood that I really just wanted to “use” his brake, it was ok. Sometimes I don’t choose the most correct words!