Am I being rude?

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Well I’m a rude one. Yesterday was my first trip to the track in 13 months. New engine (with possible issues) new transmission, new converter, new carb. I knew Pat that has the Demon wanted to see me real bad so I told her I was working on the car all week, but not that Matt and I were going racing. When I’m setting up a fresh combo I am 110% concentrated on my car and can’t be chit chatting to someone. Even if things went right yesterday I would have gotten two passes so time is a premium.
 
...been going on for years. I had a garage in town, two bays with two Mopars in them..id get all sorts driving down that alley looking in ,some actually stopped to bull chit with me. I was always thinking that they'd be back at 0 dark thirty to break in and take parts or tools...I trust no one LOL!
 
Well I’m a rude one. Yesterday was my first trip to the track in 13 months. New engine (with possible issues) new transmission, new converter, new carb. I knew Pat that has the Demon wanted to see me real bad so I told her I was working on the car all week, but not that Matt and I were going racing. When I’m setting up a fresh combo I am 110% concentrated on my car and can’t be chit chatting to someone. Even if things went right yesterday I would have gotten two passes so time is a premium.
That's why they called Bill Jenkins "Grumpy" LOL! he was all business at the track they say...
 
I had some fat **** park in the street and waddle up and LEAN ON THE CAR while I was under it with it on stands, asking to buy my mower that was in the backyard out of street view, and NOT listed for sale. I come unglued on that fat **** and he did get some exercise that day, since he made it back to his car in record time.

Had another guy stop in the street. I heard the diesel and met him halfway out. Tolerated his that's a nice dart what do you want for it crap for about 30 seconds. Asked him what the for sale sign has listed for a price and he started with the hemhawing mouth full of peanut butter ****. Then he said he brought his boss by to see it and I went right into valve float. Asked him what he wanted for six hours with his wife because she doesn't have a for sale sign on her but I could bring some buddies over to help out while I run her through the gears. He starts yammering about me being an asshole and I just told him, you're right and it's all downhill from here, and then I told him 'get lost because I don't want to register as a sex offender after I shove a wingmaster up your *** out here on the street and some kid sees it'. He starts in with his kid lives a couple blocks over and drives this or that white pickup and I said good, you won't bleed out by then and they can follow the blood trail back here where my lawyer will be waiting.

Unsnapped the holster and he FINALLY got the hint it was easier to run than to walk.

I'll talk to a lot of people but if you're showing up to buy it but it isn't listed for sale, I will jump to the next logical conclusion and that is that you're here to make a profit off me one way or another, and that's not justification to poke the bear.
I edited this but that's fuckin badass & funny !
 
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I have people stop and talk about my projects while working on them. Usually they are from the neighborhood and have been watching my progress for a while. I usually enjoy the experience and I am pretty cordial. I haven't had any bad experiences with it and I use it as a resource to ask if they know of any (insert item here). You never know who might be a resource.
I have had a couple people ask if I would work on their cars. That is always a hard no.
 
One time, I had my car on jack stands in my driveway, and I was under it. two people came up to me and started talking to me. All I saw was black dress shoes, and black slacks. They started talking about come form of religion. I am a church going Christian, and I do not want to listen to the dribblings of the people who normally come to your door. So I told them I already knew God and that I wished them a nice day. They would not take that for an answer. I had to get FIRM for them to leave. Was I being rude? NO! I was on my property, I did not want to be bothered, and THEY were the ones who would not take no for an answer.
 
One time, I had my car on jack stands in my driveway, and I was under it. two people came up to me and started talking to me. All I saw was black dress shoes, and black slacks. They started talking about come form of religion. I am a church going Christian, and I do not want to listen to the dribblings of the people who normally come to your door. So I told them I already knew God and that I wished them a nice day. They would not take that for an answer. I had to get FIRM for them to leave. Was I being rude? NO! I was on my property, I did not want to be bothered, and THEY were the ones who would not take no for an answer.
had the same happen only I was dressed to go to town, courthouse i think. The guy wouldnt leave I did get rude and pointed to his bible and said "you do know that book was written by human beings don't you...?"
 
had the same happen only I was dressed to go to town, courthouse i think. The guy wouldnt leave I did get rude and pointed to his bible and said "you do know that book was written by human beings don't you...?"
I have a "no jehovah witness visits please" sign on my front door. It's working so far. I did have a morman show up but he left right away for some reason but spent an hour at my neighbors house.

I am Christian all the way but when a random stranger comes to my house and asks what my faith is.....I say that I'm a member of the church of Chrysler and walk away.

In the name of Chrysler Corp, we bless all mopars.
 
When the Baptists show up here, two by two as they do, I pull the lawnchairs out and we go at it. It only takes a short while and they can't get away fast enough. Then I don't see them again for a few years.
 
When the Baptists show up here, two by two as they do, I pull the lawnchairs out and we go at it. It only takes a short while and they can't get away fast enough. Then I don't see them again for a few years.
hey, im a baptist and i love chatting with you
(of course, on here, i can stop reading your post 45 minutes in to go take a nap, and finish reading it when im awake again)
 
Maybe a few of these posted around your yard and the entrance to your driveway

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I must have the look I don't get a bunch of people walking up on me LOL but if they do I'll give them about 5 minutes cordially and then tell them I need to get back to work have a nice day and walk in the house if I need to. I think we should try to extend some hospitality to people genuinely interested in our hobby snots and assholes or a diamond dozen it's the easiest thing to be and very contagious.
 
I was getting Flat Earthers stopping by to preach and we argue all the way to the very edge. But when they come to their senses everything gets rounded out.
 
Having no friends helps too:poke::lol:
I would not mind if friends stop by. Although they are few and far between. My problem is people I have never met before, think I should stop what I am doing and cater to them
 
hey, im a baptist and i love chatting with you
Nothing wrong with a baptist that knows his scripture; his convictions are at least as strong as mine, lol. I have Baptist friends. And Lutherans. Even ex-Uniteds lol.
I used to have a friend who called himself a member of the Church of the Father's Son (or something like that). He was a free-lancer like me but he really knew his Bible. Together we had a lot of good study-time.


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had the same happen only I was dressed to go to town, courthouse i think. The guy wouldnt leave I did get rude and pointed to his bible and said "you do know that book was written by human beings don't you...?"

I just tell em I am a registered sex offender or convicted felon while I stare at the youngest male or female in the bunch, and they take their Watchtower with em when they blast off to the next neighborhood in short order.

Works good on panhandler trash, too.
 
I lived in Westside Jax for a while. Neighborhood was named " Hooterville" since the 70s. They stopped by, I said "hold on a sec" went in and got my Bible, and sat it on the hood of a 57 Plymouth Savoy. They left, after I said a few other things...
 
Lemmie tell yall a little story. Several years ago, there was this black couple drivin a van around a radius of several counties. They would pull into driveways on a cold visit. She was gettin out with stuff like a gallon of bleach, a box of detergent....just household goods in general, knock on the door, ask for the "lady of the house" and give some bullshit spill about wanting to leave samples and such. .....and it was all stuff you probably already had. lol

What they were doin was, they were casin places and would come back later when no one was home and fill that van up with all your stuff. Well.....you guessed it. They pulled in MY driveway, out here in Jones County with that bullshit. Now, we'd already been watchin this story unfold on the news in the previous weeks.

I opened the door and knew exactly who it was. Same spill. "Is the lady of the house at home?" I said "yeah, be right back with her. SO I went and got my lady alright. My 1940s JC Higgins 12ga double barrel. I told her and the slime in the van they came down the wrong driveway and if I didn't see dust from them haulin *** down my driveway, the county was gonna have to come scoop up a couple of low lifes off my front yard. Kitty had gone around back with my Winchester model 94 chambered in .444 Marlin and was standing on the other side of the shop with the perfect bead on the driver's head.

I've never seen somebody move as fast to this day and she even dropped her "samples". They even ended up being a couple of Kitty's brands lol We shouldda made um stay there till the deputies got out there, but I'd ended up killin um both. I know I would, so we watched them haul *** down the driveway and called 911.

These boys patrol this county like nobody's business and we heard sirens before they even got to the main road. Yup. They got their stupid asses busted that day. Kitty was dyin to shoot up the van. LMAO She was mad too, especially when one of my deputy friends stopped by after they got them and said "well Mrs. Merritt, that would have been fine with us, as long as the van was all that got hit". Damn was she ever mad. I had to take her out to supper to get her feelin better. LOL
 
I had a guy that decided I was his friend. I was still working at the time. Whenever I was working in my garage, he would invite himself in. Like the rest of you, my time was limited. It got so bad, I had to run from him at a cruise in. His nickname was Sasquastch. He looked like it too. And smelled like dog poop all the time. I tried being the biggest *** I knew how. He still wouldn't leave me alone. He died of MS.I felt bad, but damn, take a hint! I guess I scared everyone off, since no one comes by anymore.
 
Lemmie tell yall a little story. Several years ago, there was this black couple drivin a van around a radius of several counties. They would pull into driveways on a cold visit. She was gettin out with stuff like a gallon of bleach, a box of detergent....just household goods in general, knock on the door, ask for the "lady of the house" and give some bullshit spill about wanting to leave samples and such. .....and it was all stuff you probably already had. lol

What they were doin was, they were casin places and would come back later when no one was home and fill that van up with all your stuff. Well.....you guessed it. They pulled in MY driveway, out here in Jones County with that bullshit. Now, we'd already been watchin this story unfold on the news in the previous weeks.

I opened the door and knew exactly who it was. Same spill. "Is the lady of the house at home?" I said "yeah, be right back with her. SO I went and got my lady alright. My 1940s JC Higgins 12ga double barrel. I told her and the slime in the van they came down the wrong driveway and if I didn't see dust from them haulin *** down my driveway, the county was gonna have to come scoop up a couple of low lifes off my front yard. Kitty had gone around back with my Winchester model 94 chambered in .444 Marlin and was standing on the other side of the shop with the perfect bead on the driver's head.

I've never seen somebody move as fast to this day and she even dropped her "samples". They even ended up being a couple of Kitty's brands lol We shouldda made um stay there till the deputies got out there, but I'd ended up killin um both. I know I would, so we watched them haul *** down the driveway and called 911.

These boys patrol this county like nobody's business and we heard sirens before they even got to the main road. Yup. They got their stupid asses busted that day. Kitty was dyin to shoot up the van. LMAO She was mad too, especially when one of my deputy friends stopped by after they got them and said "well Mrs. Merritt, that would have been fine with us, as long as the van was all that got hit". Damn was she ever mad. I had to take her out to supper to get her feelin better. LOL
Brother Rob, GOD BLESS YOU AND KITTY!!!!!!! Great Job!!!!!!! And Great restraint w/ results !!!!!!! CLASSIC CLASS ACT!!!!!!! Now about that van.......
 
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I use to have that issue. Scrap hauler pulling up to ask if I want to scrap those old cars I have, or them damn Jehovah witnesses or people in general. I live on 10 acres. About 15 years ago I installed black 5' chain link fence and a electric gate around the front 3 acres. Best money ever spent!
 
I use to have that issue. Scrap hauler pulling up to ask if I want to scrap those old cars I have, or them damn Jehovah witnesses or people in general. I live on 10 acres. About 15 years ago I installed black 5' chain link fence and a electric gate around the front 3 acres. Best money ever spent!
Nice! I've had " investors " pull down my dead end road, w/ I nice Cypress Swamp out back, asking "what I want, for that old car?" Usually get rid of em quick. Been told I'm Crazy.. what is Hilarious, is when someone gives their # to your gal when you're working, and you tell them everything you have done to a ride, they love it, ask for a price, then they choke. Asshats
 
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