In reply to Datsun310Guy :
You are not alone.
In reply to Datsun310Guy :
You are not alone.
I can't tell anyone at work so I'm going to tell you guys. Almost two years ago we hired a new front office worker to answer phones and do shipping etc. From day one she rubbed me the wrong way. not any horrible thing and she wasn't a bad person but was just off from the way things had been done around the office for years and not in a good way. She didn't add anything to the equation, just changed it up. About 3 months ago I figured she was here to stay so I started to open up with her about my family life etc. since I figured she was in it for the long term. I have always been pleasant to her just mildly annoyed by the way she is and does things just not quite "right". Two weeks ago out of the blue she had taken a couple days off and the third day she didn't show up and I was walking past her mid level boss and her boss mentioned that she quit. I was so happy to learn that. I wished her no harm but man I'm glad she is gone. It has been such a great place to work since the day she first took off and didn't come back. Long before she showed up I had talked to the owner about retiring from here and she wasn't changing that in any way but wow it's a better work environment again.
I'd much rather have a '61-'64 Thunderbird than any year C1 or C2 Corvette.
A McLaren pulled up to the pump next to me while I was filling up the work truck just now. I didn't know it was a McLaren until I looked at the back leaving the gas station I thought it was just a new Corvette with a E36 M3ty exhaust
Appleseed said:In reply to Datsun310Guy :
You are not alone.
NickD said:I'd much rather have a '61-'64 Thunderbird than any year C1 or C2 Corvette.
Nope - prove me wrong
In reply to Datsun310Guy :
That is a "midyear", no? AKA "it's a C3 underneath but we don't call it a C3 for some reason"
C2s, IIRC, were the last of the solid axle 'Vettes. And C1s were six cylinder, 2 speed auto novelties...
In reply to Pete. (l33t FS) :
C1s were all the straight axle cars. C2 and "midyear", '63-'67, are the same. Midyear is just the old term before the Cx terminology entered the lexicon with the C4. They used that because they were in the middle between "early"/C1s and "late"/C3s, and they were made in the middle years of the '60s.
I berkeley with Lil Stampie too much. Started off with $300 if he could jump in and catch a minnow. Then it became $30 if he could just catch one. He tried for 20 minutes before giving up.
I was lying awake at 4:30 am wondering if General Tso's Cheetos would look any different.
gunner (Forum Supporter) said:I can't tell anyone at work so I'm going to tell you guys. Almost two years ago we hired a new front office worker to answer phones and do shipping etc. From day one she rubbed me the wrong way. not any horrible thing and she wasn't a bad person but was just off from the way things had been done around the office for years and not in a good way. She didn't add anything to the equation, just changed it up. About 3 months ago I figured she was here to stay so I started to open up with her about my family life etc. since I figured she was in it for the long term. I have always been pleasant to her just mildly annoyed by the way she is and does things just not quite "right". Two weeks ago out of the blue she had taken a couple days off and the third day she didn't show up and I was walking past her mid level boss and her boss mentioned that she quit. I was so happy to learn that. I wished her no harm but man I'm glad she is gone. It has been such a great place to work since the day she first took off and didn't come back. Long before she showed up I had talked to the owner about retiring from here and she wasn't changing that in any way but wow it's a better work environment again.
The first week I met someone at my last job I accurately predicted, "..and that person is the reason I'm going to quit someday."
confession is that while reading this thread I had to make a mad dash across the kitchen to hide the white chocolate morsels Id been snacking on with almond butter before my 3 y/o walked in the room and saw them.
I hate giving people bad news even if they earned it. I feel like I need a shower.
I confess that when I left Allstate Insurance to go to State Farm that I picked the agent in my area they looked kinda cute except she hasn't updated her picture in 20 years and I don't always recognize her if I ever stop in her office.
I don't know how special education teachers do it. I've been helping to take care of a patient who is with developmental disabilities and I cannot get them to stop fixating on food, nor can I get them to speak full and clear sentences (which they can do, they just chose to mumble instead) unless they're getting furious with me because I cannot understand them. It really is just a patient care minefield.
I was helping one of the adjacent teens work on their Subaru. We went and got new low beam bulbs, and I went about helping to install them and was *perplexed* when they didn't match what I took out.
I'd taken out the high beams.
In reply to Pete. (l33t FS) :
C1 got the V8 and a 3 speed manual by 1955, then 4 speed manual a little later.
Most of my time in the right seat recently has been providing instruction for my 16 year old daughter. Sitting there just sort of automatically puts me in teaching mode. To the point that when I was riding along with the pro driver at the challenge, I came really close to telling him to slow down and he was coming in to the turns too fast. Which would have been really embarrassing for me.
Last night, I rode shotgun while my wife drove. I had to lean back, pull my seatbelt tight, straighten my legs, and just close my eyes while hoping for the best. It's no wonder that I had to replace the clutch the way she drags it and the way she comes to an almost stop at a stop sign and then starts off again in 2nd instead of downshifting. The lane changes were somewhat opportunistic. She was within millimeters of hammering a curb on a couple turns. She's looking one way while turning another. There was pretty much nothing smooth about the drive.
I've already learned that if I say anything, I'm the shiny happy person so I just close my eyes and try not to listen to the car screaming.
Look, she's amazing in almost every other way and I'm crazy about her. But I think I'll drive.
I give people nicknames.
I don't always mean to do it, and they're occasionally not very nice, but they frequently stick. I've been in this job two years now, almost to the day, and in that time almost everybody we deal with regularly has a nickname.
In reply to wae :
DW always tells me she's a terrible driver, but actually she's very good. No interest in competition driving, but she's great in normal traffic.
In reply to Peabody :
I worked at a hose shop back in 1995-1999 and a salesman coined a coworker; "Lumpy" cause he resembled the guy from the TV show and his last name was similar to Rutherford.
In 2021 he returns to the company I returned to and in my head I use the nickname Lumpy but never to his face.
I'm seriously considering a 6 hour round trip to a junkyard to buy a set of factory square body S10 fender flares. I'll burn way more gas than they'll cost to buy, but it seems like I only see them every couple of years at best.
In reply to eastsideTim :
Is it the black ones? Kinda small?
This?
In reply to Datsun310Guy :
Yup, those are them
Ill see if i spot a set at the junkyard next weekend if you want. I get pretty cheap ups shipping through work and those trucks are still fairly common down here.
In reply to Dusterbd13-michael :
Cool, thanks! If you find a set it seems like the GRM relay goes through Ohio reasonably often. I'm also keeping any eye out for a manual steering box, but that is considerably more effort to remove. I think the flares are just held on by screws with 7mm heads, but it could be torx, instead.
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