Pet Peeve

I can change a camshaft quicker than I can work on any of the items on the back-side of my instrument cluster. I am not a small man (that's being, er, "chairitable,") and getting my hands and arms into the requisite position to work on the rear of the instrument cluster requires me to remove the front bench seat, lie down on my back, get into my "contortionist" mode, and HOPE my arm and hand can be removed from that area when I'm done. So far, I've made it out with all 4 fingers and a thumb on each hand, but next time may be the one....:angry7:

I'm lucky with that. I'm tall and skinny, so when I have to park my head near the pedals, I can snake most of my arm up there and get to work.

The fiancee finds it funny, though. She always makes jokes about hooking my legs over the back of the bench and watching my feet kick as I'm doing whatever.

My pet peeve falls along the basic grammar and spelling routes, too.. However, I'm more than willing to let a fudge here and there slide, no worries. I just get riled when people defend their godawful spelling and atrocious grammar by virtue of "It's just the internet, it don't matter! Lol!!!!!11121!"

I wish that defense worked in other situations; "It's just the shoulder, the speed limit doesn't matter!", or "It's just the highway, my lack of a muffler doesn't matter!".