Getting old and dealing with people

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Oldmanmopar

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For all my life I tried to help people with their cars , All brands but especially Mopars . Racing over the years I found the GM guys "strangers" help one another the most. They would give you their engine if they were out and you made it to the next round. The Mopar crowd would stand there with arms on their chest and a smile on their face and hope you don't make it to the line .

Now Life is getting shorter and looking back there are some I wish I never helped. Three on this site especially I will never answer their calls. One member I helped that lied and led me to believe in something they had to offer that they were using to con me out of parts I had.

Today I had three calls from that member I hung up on 3 times. "Screw me once shames on you, Screw me twice shames on me" I know you'll see this so Mike don't call me anymore. My duster will never be rebuilt by me. I gave up on those "mint fenders" you teased me with. Enjoy your Dads orange V24 car .
 
I'm 67 and don't put up with any bullshit anymore, had a lot of friends that I helped with their cars funny thing was when I needed help, they were always busy. Haven't seen them for a while.
 

I get it man.. there's a member on here that's said he'd buy several parts from me, but is always in-between this that or the other and seemingly worlds ending every few weeks. People are flakes nowadays.
 
There are plenty of folks here who have been helpful to me and I appreciate that. Once you have been around a while you know who to believe and who to second guess.

I just don't have time for drama,excuses,or maybes.
 
Humans are weird creatures. Like said, need help, always around. Ask for a hand..........

I am pretty low on total associates any more.
You know who the good ones are. They will always be there.
 
I've helped a good many people with all sorts of things, including cars, and home renovations, moving, etc. Most of them have been there to lend a hand if I needed, but the ones that haven't, I no longer have contact with, their loss.
I've also been fortunate to have received help (and sometimes much needed parts) from people who I definitely appreciate and consider good friends and I will gladly be there anytime if help is needed.
 
I am blessed with a great local network. These forums have only expanded that. Thankfully no one has crossed me ....... yet.
 
I've helped a good many people with all sorts of things, including cars, and home renovations, moving, etc. Most of them have been there to lend a hand if I needed, but the ones that haven't, I no longer have contact with, their loss.
I've also been fortunate to have received help (and sometimes much needed parts) from people who I definitely appreciate and consider good friends and I will gladly be there anytime if help is needed.
Sometimes you just have to let people go.
 
Here’s a good read.

 
We were just talking about this at work the other day. People who like to help will inevitably get taken advantage of, and the people taking advantage will never change their ways. It's just the nature of some people.

The challenge is to not let shitty people turn you cynical, because we need the good people to prevail.

It's perfectly fine to let bad experiences tint your judgement, but don't let it stop you from helping others in the future.
 
Just because my wife calls me "grumpy" some days, well, that does not always mean it to be so!!!!!
OK,. so maybe it does!!

I admit I have never thought of myself as a people person. It is not that I don't care about people, just that I can't stand to spend time with people that I share nothing in common with or those that I kn ow choose to look down their nose at me or mine. There! I said it.
 
For all my life I tried to help people with their cars , All brands but especially Mopars . Racing over the years I found the GM guys "strangers" help one another the most. They would give you their engine if they were out and you made it to the next round. The Mopar crowd would stand there with arms on their chest and a smile on their face and hope you don't make it to the line .

Now Life is getting shorter and looking back there are some I wish I never helped. Three on this site especially I will never answer their calls. One member I helped that lied and led me to believe in something they had to offer that they were using to con me out of parts I had.

Today I had three calls from that member I hung up on 3 times. "Screw me once shames on you, Screw me twice shames on me" I know you'll see this so Mike don't call me anymore. My duster will never be rebuilt by me. I gave up on those "mint fenders" you teased me with. Enjoy your Dads orange V24 car .
This is exactly why I like dogs more than people.
 
Back in the late eighties early nineties A buddy and I drove down to the track one Saturday morning. My Plymouth was in the paint booth and his Chrysler was waiting for its new 440 so we just drove my shop loaner a 77 Dodge with a 440 that had been gone through and mildly hopped up. Back then I you could run “ trophy” class for the same money as spectating so I ran the Dodge. But the battery took a dump and wouldn’t start the car after I shut it off so one of my Mopar racing buddies loaned me the battery from his hauler. Well after five or six rounds it came down to me and my buddy with the battery’s brother in law and guess who wanted his battery back all the sudden? I think of all the rounds I’ve won over the years that last one that Saturday was the most satisfying. Thirty five years later I can’t even remember the guys name but I never offered him help after that. I know it was just a trophy but it ended up being more of principle he was a douche bag as far as I was concerned.
 
Some years ago, I was at a slant six "shootout". I was in the final. When we were called for staging, I found I had a flat slick. Befor I even got out of the car, another racer was jacking up the car, the driver I beat in a prior round, cam over with one of his slicks (same dia, and bolt pattern). The other driver in the final with me, waited in the pits for me to get the tire changed, so I wouldn't be DQ for not making the call. Just about all the slant six racers are like that. We try to help each other out.
 
I have ppl asking me to fix their old basket case project cars. I always tell them I don't have the time to work on everyone' elses old cars. But I am willing to get on phone or text message and advise. So instead of taking free advice they choose to go away??? Then their are other ppl, like my dentist with a '69 Lemans, they know I have knowledge but don't want it??? What they all seem to want is fix my old can-of-worms car for little to no money anything else they don't wanna hear....

Then I got others ask can I take my piece of **** car apart on your lift, **** around for days with it stuck on your lift, ***** about money for parts, then when I say no I am an *** hole????
 
I'll help somebody in need but don't ask to borrow my tools. Bridge too far.

One neighbor had an old volvo he'd taken to several shops and spent thousands and no one could fix it. I figured it out in 5 minutes, bad dizzy pickup. He offered me $10. I told him to keep it. Turns out he's a pedo and in jail now.

Friends are often just ppl trying to take advantage of you. Jaded or wisdom? You tell me.
 
There are still a zillion good people ion this world, but the few bad ones make you tend to forget about the good ones.

When I was a kid, we always had a big garden. Big. Ma would offer friends veggies, but they wanted her to pick them. Not talking about a handful but bushel baskets full. Her reply was: "I guess you also want me to shell the darn things, cook them, and chew them for you too!" She was direct! :rofl:
 
Next door,neighbor borrowed an extension cord for his motorhome for the weekend, six years later, three years after he sold his motorhome, I got it back, but I did get it back. No I don’t loan anything out anymore ****’m, “I don’t have anything to loan out because I loaned it to the last guy” is what I tell people now.
 
I've got to the point I leave the trash can in the middle of the driveway all week long instead of taking it back up to the garage.

It's amazing how many less people stop by now, and I am okay with that.

I don't have enough time to do what I need to take care of let alone deal with everyone else's projects and problems. I get tried of giving them a solution only to hear

them complain, "Well that's to hard", or my favorite, "That's going to cost a lot of money". So now I am happier if they just don't stop by, and I've learned over the years that

no good deed goes unpunished. I read a saying one time that, "A man with lots of hobbies has few friends" So now I am trying to find a few more hobbies.

Tom
 
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