Well you can eat crow now.

I found the owner's brother tonight, and he says the car was in the family
for many many years, and it had a frosty A/C.  He knows because he
frequently got rides to the airport and it was always cold in there, blowing
on him!

His brother is going to be calling.

I hesitated to believe the truth because I was shocked that this guy after
working on four of my cars over the years, would now burglarize my car.

He owns the shop and he had all weekend to do it.  I don't believe his
partner was aware of it.

He acted so differently than all the many other times I came to pick up my
car; so excited and overly happy to give me my car.  He acted strange when I
asked him if he fixed A/Cs.  He wouldn't come to the front of the car when I
opened the hood, but rather, sat in the front seat and supposedly tried to
get the A/C on to see if it was working.  Why would he do that, since I told
him I needed to have it charged?  When he finally did come to the front of
the car he only looked down on the right of the engine, and then said there
wasn't any A/C.  Then he looked to the left of the engine to show where one
was designed to go.  There is now a hose sticking up that leads to the vents
in the car. I doubt the factory would have done it this way.

I'm calling B.A.R. Monday to complain.

I will say this: We have a 3rd World element in America now, and they will
pull the pants right off our legs where we are walking down the street.  I
had one of them in my living room, a neighbor in the apartment here.  I went
to go pee, and when I got back I saw him fiddling with the memory cards in
my computer.  I thought he was just making sure they were snug.  After he
moved out of the apartment I noticed that he had switched my $250 memory
cards with cheap ones.  They aren't like Americans.  Be very careful.

---firefly