Getting old and dealing with people

[Car Nut]

Burn me once, shame on you, burn me twice shame on me.

 

[DeltaV]

One neighbor had an old volvo

Turns out he's a pedo and in jail now.

 

[MOPAROFFICIAL]

Early on there was a guy that showed me how to do some things, then there was a guy that would drop by over so often with a truckload of parts and I would pick and buy parts and he would let me do payment plans and stuff like that so to speak. I had about one or two friends maybe three that would help on the car but all at different times never at once. It's probably been about 15 or more years that nobody seems to have time to help or wants to. I've even offered to help some people out when it comes to cylinder head work, and most of those people don't want to make the trip 40 minutes or more and end up paying somebody else to do it.. in which they always come back complaining that it was done wrong. By that time I don't care. Being in this Mopar game is very much a lone wolf feeling except for being on this site.

 

[barbee6043]

Its not that I am anti social, I just prefer to live where my nearest GOOD neighbor be about 5 miles away, minimum. I prefer my worthless and asshole neighbors live about a days ride away!...... How do people live in the burbs????



I have found that about 90% of the time, the only people that show up just want"something". Good thing there is that other 10%, or is it more like 5%??

Don't get me started on relatives!???

 

[Dartswinger70]

IM not quite 60 but the friends I value most are the ones who stop by just to hang out, they aren't asking for anything. I get annoyed by the ones who stop by and ask me to look at their car etc. or ask me "what do you think it is...?" people of all ages these days are out for themselves, maybe they always were but now its blatant and obvious.

 

[Dartswinger70]

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????

Had a friend pull in at a picnic his car was running bad we all heard it. Popping through the carb. I ran down a list of what it could be he said "its not that its something stupid" I said "the spark is happening when the intake valve is open on 1 cylinder...simple as that" and left it at that.

 

[RustyRatRod]

Nobody has time to stop by just to "hang out" anymore. I have two local friends each with their own transmission shop. They both have to stay so busy just to get by that they are booked months out. It's stupid we're taxed to death and have to pay high prices for everything. I remember well in the 70s and 80s it wasn't like this at all. I don't have any friends that can come help me do anything. Kitty is all I have and I glad I have her. Lots of things I couldn't do without her. Like puttin the hood on my Ford truck. I hate askin her because she doesn't have the strength in her hands and arms, but nobody else will come over.

 

[barbee6043]

Nobody has time to stop by just to "hang out" anymore. I have two local friends each with their own transmission shop. They both have to stay so busy just to get by that they are booked months out. It's stupid we're taxed to death and have to pay high prices for everything. I remember well in the 70s and 80s it wasn't like this at all. I don't have any friends that can come help me do anything. Kitty is all I have and I glad I have her. Lots of things I couldn't do without her. Like puttin the hood on my Ford truck. I hate askin her because she doesn't have the strength in her hands and arms, but nobody else will come over.

Exactly.
Back in Mo. I had a great neighbor. This was about 2017 before I moved to Tx. Charles was about 55, lived in an ancient single wide with his girlfriend on his mom's 300 ac cattle farm just over the fence, he had been a "tractor/auto (mostly old tractors) mechanic all his life, out there in way rural MO. His father had passed decades ago, his old mother had never driven. They ran a few cows, neighbor baled his hay on shares, his garage was part of an old cow barn about 20 ft wide with concrete that was probably poured 60 years ago. He had an A brace with a chain hoist.
Charles had one old Farmall that was probably built in the 40s. And two chain saws.

Charles did a little asphalt repair on that county's road district maybe once or twice a week in the summer, he kept the road grader going, and plowed snow with it after a snow that needed plowed.. One day he stopped by and said his "help" never shows up and asked would I help. It paid a few $$. Few. I was retired or should I say, in between some part times summer jobs anyway, so I agreed.

We became ever better friends and neighbors. If I needed any help for anything, all I had to do was ask. Charles one vehicle was a Ford pickup built about 1970. He was like me, heated 100% with wood, he had a root cellar, a nice garden, laying hens. He probably did good if he had $500 in the bank at one given time. I could climb thru the fence, walk over to Charles across a couple of pastures,
and see what he was maybe working on, shoot the c***, sometimes one of the local rural types where there to shoot the c*** also.
But he was the guy that would stop and help anyone anytime. Out in the country, funny as to how someone will stop to offer to help someone change a flat and others don't.

His mother passed at about age 85 and Charles and his girlfriend moved up the hill into his mom's old farmhouse that was built in the 40s, nice old farmhouse. No AC and wood heat. Had a big root cellar. About 2 weeks later, Charles had a massive heart attack about 6 one morning and died right there. Charles was 57.

I miss ole Charles.

 

[RustyRatRod]

Exactly.
Back in Mo. I had a great neighbor. This was about 2017 before I moved to Tx. Charles was about 55, lived in an ancient single wide with his girlfriend on his mom's 300 ac cattle farm just over the fence, he had been a "tractor/auto (mostly old tractors) mechanic all his life, out there in way rural MO. His father had passed decades ago, his old mother had never driven. They ran a few cows, neighbor baled his hay on shares, his garage was part of an old cow barn about 20 ft wide with concrete that was probably poured 60 years ago. He had an A brace with a chain hoist.
Charles had one old Farmall that was probably built in the 40s. And two chain saws.

Charles did a little asphalt repair on that county's road district maybe once or twice a week in the summer, he kept the road grader going, and plowed snow with it after a snow that needed plowed.. One day he stopped by and said his "help" never shows up and asked would I help. It paid a few $$. Few. I was retired or should I say, in between some part times summer jobs anyway, so I agreed.

We became ever better friends and neighbors. If I needed any help for anything, all I had to do was ask. Charles one vehicle was a Ford pickup built about 1970. He was like me, heated 100% with wood, he had a root cellar, a nice garden, laying hens. He probably did good if he had $500 in the bank at one given time. I could climb thru the fence, walk over to Charles across a couple of pastures,
and see what he was maybe working on, shoot the c***, sometimes one of the local rural types where there to shoot the c*** also.
But he was the guy that would stop and help anyone anytime. Out in the country, funny as to how someone will stop to offer to help someone change a flat and others don't.

His mother passed at about age 85 and Charles and his girlfriend moved up the hill into his mom's old farmhouse that was built in the 40s, nice old farmhouse. No AC and wood heat. Had a big root cellar. About 2 weeks later, Charles had a massive heart attack about 6 one morning and died right there. Charles was 57.

I miss ole Charles.

That was mighty young. He sounded like good people.

 

[oldkimmer]

Exactly.
Back in Mo. I had a great neighbor. This was about 2017 before I moved to Tx. Charles was about 55, lived in an ancient single wide with his girlfriend on his mom's 300 ac cattle farm just over the fence, he had been a "tractor/auto (mostly old tractors) mechanic all his life, out there in way rural MO. His father had passed decades ago, his old mother had never driven. They ran a few cows, neighbor baled his hay on shares, his garage was part of an old cow barn about 20 ft wide with concrete that was probably poured 60 years ago. He had an A brace with a chain hoist.
Charles had one old Farmall that was probably built in the 40s. And two chain saws.

Charles did a little asphalt repair on that county's road district maybe once or twice a week in the summer, he kept the road grader going, and plowed snow with it after a snow that needed plowed.. One day he stopped by and said his "help" never shows up and asked would I help. It paid a few $$. Few. I was retired or should I say, in between some part times summer jobs anyway, so I agreed.

We became ever better friends and neighbors. If I needed any help for anything, all I had to do was ask. Charles one vehicle was a Ford pickup built about 1970. He was like me, heated 100% with wood, he had a root cellar, a nice garden, laying hens. He probably did good if he had $500 in the bank at one given time. I could climb thru the fence, walk over to Charles across a couple of pastures,
and see what he was maybe working on, shoot the c***, sometimes one of the local rural types where there to shoot the c*** also.
But he was the guy that would stop and help anyone anytime. Out in the country, funny as to how someone will stop to offer to help someone change a flat and others don't.

His mother passed at about age 85 and Charles and his girlfriend moved up the hill into his mom's old farmhouse that was built in the 40s, nice old farmhouse. No AC and wood heat. Had a big root cellar. About 2 weeks later, Charles had a massive heart attack about 6 one morning and died right there. Charles was 57.

I miss ole Charles.

U had a great friend and neighbour and were one as well back to him. Sorry for your loss. Kim

 

[Dart Frog]

I never felt the need to have a bunch of people around. I grew up in the country and had to entertain myself finding things to do etc. Maybe that's why I'm a little recluse now. True friends are very hard to find someone without a agenda, I'm the kind of guy who is pretty straight about things that I care about and most people can't handle that they want to hear you say what they believe or want and that's just not me. I will come over and ask you why you didn't return what you borrowed or why do you park your RV in the street for 2 years when it's illegal or why do you have to set up a basketball court out in the street when there's two city parks within two blocks with basketball courts safe for your children to play in... And guess what that makes me the ***. We live in a society with a rude or ignorant people and when you say something about them shoving it down your throat then they're a victim and you're an ***.

 

[LO23M8B]

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????

No you are not an *** hole. And you will end up doing the work also because they don’t know how. I’ve changed my ways lately and other than if my kids need something i tell them I’m just too damn old.

 

[Dartswinger70]

I find I just deal with people different first if they "ask how are ya?" they don't get much of an answer, they really don't care how I am anyway...I usually get to the point "what can I do for you?" etc. they are always there to ask for something. One guy I know always wants me to ride in his vehicle to "tell him what I think" about the latest noise it makes...alot of young guys don't know especially about old cars but they'll stand there and yack about it like they do...got to love the internet etc. itend to not argue unles s the guy pizzes me off but I mean I'm not arguing carbs with an 19 year old... the first half dozen cars I ever owned were carbed I remember it well.