I hate working on other peoples CRAP (cars).......
Oct 31, 2007 | 04:06 PM
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I hate working on other peoples CRAP (cars).......
Sorry gotta vent here for a second. Rewind to monday of this week....
Background:
A guy I work with has been talking about his restoration of a 56 Chevy 4-door for about 9 months, basically ever since he found out that I was restoring my Mustang. So over the course of 9 months he has been telling me about this frame off restoration, so I was looking for to the completed product. Even thou he has been paying some hill-billy, shade tree mechanic to do all the work. (I have met them once and they are idiots)....
Monday:
This guy comes to work bragging about his 56 sitting in the parking lot, and asked me to come check it out. So I was getting excited about seeing it. Well we get to the parking lot and what do I see, A BIG PILE OF ****....... The paint is cloudy, has runs in it, he even told me they dragged the airhose across the hood while the paint was wet and they still cleared over it. ALL the chrome (which on a 56 = about 1 ton) is semi rusted. The alignment on the body panels was so far off the doors catch the fenders when they open. He has a raditor cap as a gas cap, Next he starts it up, supposedly a 350 out of something..... Well the car barely idles and when you rev it in park it misses....... The nicest thing on the car was the exhaust pipes from the headers back, IMO only because a real shop did it....
So asked what I think, and I was trying to be nice and I said it looks and sounds good. But the Carb might need some adjustment. So I volunteer to tune the carb (Edlebrock), IMO it should only take a few minutes with a vacuum gauge... So he brings it over after work, I pull off the air cleaner and notice the electric choke is not even hooked up!!!! So I break out some wire and wire it up for him. Next I break out my gauge and start to tweak the carb, but he does not have a tach in the car so I have no clue what it is idling at...... And he does not know what the timing was set at....... So I get it to idle none the less, at least it does not die anymore. So then he take me for a drive...... The engine is supposedly freshly rebuilt. You have to be so easy during the throttle transitions so that it does not back fire or die, I am thinking to myself, this thing is a piece of ****..... The suspension I believe is actually orginal cause the car rode like I was sitting on a water bed. So we get back to my house, barely.... I tell him I will get my dads removable tach and timing light I will hopefully be able to get it adjusted better in a few days. As he is driving away the car dies twice, then the idiot runs it out of gas on the way home, cause the gas gauge does not work......
Tuesday
7:00 PM I get a phone call from the guy, I just let it go to voicemail, then I call him back 30min later. He said that his fuel pump went out and he is broke down in a parking lot and asked if I could bring him some tools.... I am thinking to myself ****..... He asked for an assortment of wrenches to swap out his fuel pump, so I go gather up some tools and head over. I thought to myself, it is only a fuel pump should only take ~20min to swap. I get there and basically I had to do everything, apparently some stranger diagnosed the fuel pump problem by removing the fuel line going to the carb and having hime turn the motor over.... So I start to work, naturally the wrenches wont fit the dam bolts, I need sockets, so I go back to my house for sockets. Then we go buy a fuel pump. He head back over and attempt to swap the pump. Get the pump off, naturally it is different than the one we bought, one of the screw in fittings is cross-thread and JB welded into the pump.... So the fitting will not fit into the new pump..... I am so pissed at this point, so we head back to my house for more fittings, naturally I don't have any. So I give up it is 11:30 I have to work the next day, so I told him I am done and drive him home. He starts complaining that he does not want to leave it at the parking lot and that someone might steal it. I almost laughed, but I said how could they it wont even run. Naturally he lived 45min from my house. So I basically burned up a 1/2 tank of gas for nothing.......
I hate working on peoples broken *** ****, cause no matter what if it is a piece of **** to begin with more than likely it will be the same piece of **** in the end......
Sorry for the rant....
Background:
A guy I work with has been talking about his restoration of a 56 Chevy 4-door for about 9 months, basically ever since he found out that I was restoring my Mustang. So over the course of 9 months he has been telling me about this frame off restoration, so I was looking for to the completed product. Even thou he has been paying some hill-billy, shade tree mechanic to do all the work. (I have met them once and they are idiots)....
Monday:
This guy comes to work bragging about his 56 sitting in the parking lot, and asked me to come check it out. So I was getting excited about seeing it. Well we get to the parking lot and what do I see, A BIG PILE OF ****....... The paint is cloudy, has runs in it, he even told me they dragged the airhose across the hood while the paint was wet and they still cleared over it. ALL the chrome (which on a 56 = about 1 ton) is semi rusted. The alignment on the body panels was so far off the doors catch the fenders when they open. He has a raditor cap as a gas cap, Next he starts it up, supposedly a 350 out of something..... Well the car barely idles and when you rev it in park it misses....... The nicest thing on the car was the exhaust pipes from the headers back, IMO only because a real shop did it....
So asked what I think, and I was trying to be nice and I said it looks and sounds good. But the Carb might need some adjustment. So I volunteer to tune the carb (Edlebrock), IMO it should only take a few minutes with a vacuum gauge... So he brings it over after work, I pull off the air cleaner and notice the electric choke is not even hooked up!!!! So I break out some wire and wire it up for him. Next I break out my gauge and start to tweak the carb, but he does not have a tach in the car so I have no clue what it is idling at...... And he does not know what the timing was set at....... So I get it to idle none the less, at least it does not die anymore. So then he take me for a drive...... The engine is supposedly freshly rebuilt. You have to be so easy during the throttle transitions so that it does not back fire or die, I am thinking to myself, this thing is a piece of ****..... The suspension I believe is actually orginal cause the car rode like I was sitting on a water bed. So we get back to my house, barely.... I tell him I will get my dads removable tach and timing light I will hopefully be able to get it adjusted better in a few days. As he is driving away the car dies twice, then the idiot runs it out of gas on the way home, cause the gas gauge does not work......
Tuesday
7:00 PM I get a phone call from the guy, I just let it go to voicemail, then I call him back 30min later. He said that his fuel pump went out and he is broke down in a parking lot and asked if I could bring him some tools.... I am thinking to myself ****..... He asked for an assortment of wrenches to swap out his fuel pump, so I go gather up some tools and head over. I thought to myself, it is only a fuel pump should only take ~20min to swap. I get there and basically I had to do everything, apparently some stranger diagnosed the fuel pump problem by removing the fuel line going to the carb and having hime turn the motor over.... So I start to work, naturally the wrenches wont fit the dam bolts, I need sockets, so I go back to my house for sockets. Then we go buy a fuel pump. He head back over and attempt to swap the pump. Get the pump off, naturally it is different than the one we bought, one of the screw in fittings is cross-thread and JB welded into the pump.... So the fitting will not fit into the new pump..... I am so pissed at this point, so we head back to my house for more fittings, naturally I don't have any. So I give up it is 11:30 I have to work the next day, so I told him I am done and drive him home. He starts complaining that he does not want to leave it at the parking lot and that someone might steal it. I almost laughed, but I said how could they it wont even run. Naturally he lived 45min from my house. So I basically burned up a 1/2 tank of gas for nothing.......
I hate working on peoples broken *** ****, cause no matter what if it is a piece of **** to begin with more than likely it will be the same piece of **** in the end......
Sorry for the rant....
Oct 31, 2007 | 06:13 PM
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Sorry gotta vent here for a second. Rewind to monday of this week....
Background:
A guy I work with has been talking about his restoration of a 56 Chevy 4-door for about 9 months, basically ever since he found out that I was restoring my Mustang. So over the course of 9 months he has been telling me about this frame off restoration, so I was looking for to the completed product. Even thou he has been paying some hill-billy, shade tree mechanic to do all the work. (I have met them once and they are idiots)....
Monday:
This guy comes to work bragging about his 56 sitting in the parking lot, and asked me to come check it out. So I was getting excited about seeing it. Well we get to the parking lot and what do I see, A BIG PILE OF ****....... The paint is cloudy, has runs in it, he even told me they dragged the airhose across the hood while the paint was wet and they still cleared over it. ALL the chrome (which on a 56 = about 1 ton) is semi rusted. The alignment on the body panels was so far off the doors catch the fenders when they open. He has a raditor cap as a gas cap, Next he starts it up, supposedly a 350 out of something..... Well the car barely idles and when you rev it in park it misses....... The nicest thing on the car was the exhaust pipes from the headers back, IMO only because a real shop did it....
So asked what I think, and I was trying to be nice and I said it looks and sounds good. But the Carb might need some adjustment. So I volunteer to tune the carb (Edlebrock), IMO it should only take a few minutes with a vacuum gauge... So he brings it over after work, I pull off the air cleaner and notice the electric choke is not even hooked up!!!! So I break out some wire and wire it up for him. Next I break out my gauge and start to tweak the carb, but he does not have a tach in the car so I have no clue what it is idling at...... And he does not know what the timing was set at....... So I get it to idle none the less, at least it does not die anymore. So then he take me for a drive...... The engine is supposedly freshly rebuilt. You have to be so easy during the throttle transitions so that it does not back fire or die, I am thinking to myself, this thing is a piece of ****..... The suspension I believe is actually orginal cause the car rode like I was sitting on a water bed. So we get back to my house, barely.... I tell him I will get my dads removable tach and timing light I will hopefully be able to get it adjusted better in a few days. As he is driving away the car dies twice, then the idiot runs it out of gas on the way home, cause the gas gauge does not work......
Tuesday
7:00 PM I get a phone call from the guy, I just let it go to voicemail, then I call him back 30min later. He said that his fuel pump went out and he is broke down in a parking lot and asked if I could bring him some tools.... I am thinking to myself ****..... He asked for an assortment of wrenches to swap out his fuel pump, so I go gather up some tools and head over. I thought to myself, it is only a fuel pump should only take ~20min to swap. I get there and basically I had to do everything, apparently some stranger diagnosed the fuel pump problem by removing the fuel line going to the carb and having hime turn the motor over.... So I start to work, naturally the wrenches wont fit the dam bolts, I need sockets, so I go back to my house for sockets. Then we go buy a fuel pump. He head back over and attempt to swap the pump. Get the pump off, naturally it is different than the one we bought, one of the screw in fittings is cross-thread and JB welded into the pump.... So the fitting will not fit into the new pump..... I am so pissed at this point, so we head back to my house for more fittings, naturally I don't have any. So I give up it is 11:30 I have to work the next day, so I told him I am done and drive him home. He starts complaining that he does not want to leave it at the parking lot and that someone might steal it. I almost laughed, but I said how could they it wont even run. Naturally he lived 45min from my house. So I basically burned up a 1/2 tank of gas for nothing.......
I hate working on peoples broken *** ****, cause no matter what if it is a piece of **** to begin with more than likely it will be the same piece of **** in the end......
Sorry for the rant....
Background:
A guy I work with has been talking about his restoration of a 56 Chevy 4-door for about 9 months, basically ever since he found out that I was restoring my Mustang. So over the course of 9 months he has been telling me about this frame off restoration, so I was looking for to the completed product. Even thou he has been paying some hill-billy, shade tree mechanic to do all the work. (I have met them once and they are idiots)....
Monday:
This guy comes to work bragging about his 56 sitting in the parking lot, and asked me to come check it out. So I was getting excited about seeing it. Well we get to the parking lot and what do I see, A BIG PILE OF ****....... The paint is cloudy, has runs in it, he even told me they dragged the airhose across the hood while the paint was wet and they still cleared over it. ALL the chrome (which on a 56 = about 1 ton) is semi rusted. The alignment on the body panels was so far off the doors catch the fenders when they open. He has a raditor cap as a gas cap, Next he starts it up, supposedly a 350 out of something..... Well the car barely idles and when you rev it in park it misses....... The nicest thing on the car was the exhaust pipes from the headers back, IMO only because a real shop did it....
So asked what I think, and I was trying to be nice and I said it looks and sounds good. But the Carb might need some adjustment. So I volunteer to tune the carb (Edlebrock), IMO it should only take a few minutes with a vacuum gauge... So he brings it over after work, I pull off the air cleaner and notice the electric choke is not even hooked up!!!! So I break out some wire and wire it up for him. Next I break out my gauge and start to tweak the carb, but he does not have a tach in the car so I have no clue what it is idling at...... And he does not know what the timing was set at....... So I get it to idle none the less, at least it does not die anymore. So then he take me for a drive...... The engine is supposedly freshly rebuilt. You have to be so easy during the throttle transitions so that it does not back fire or die, I am thinking to myself, this thing is a piece of ****..... The suspension I believe is actually orginal cause the car rode like I was sitting on a water bed. So we get back to my house, barely.... I tell him I will get my dads removable tach and timing light I will hopefully be able to get it adjusted better in a few days. As he is driving away the car dies twice, then the idiot runs it out of gas on the way home, cause the gas gauge does not work......
Tuesday
7:00 PM I get a phone call from the guy, I just let it go to voicemail, then I call him back 30min later. He said that his fuel pump went out and he is broke down in a parking lot and asked if I could bring him some tools.... I am thinking to myself ****..... He asked for an assortment of wrenches to swap out his fuel pump, so I go gather up some tools and head over. I thought to myself, it is only a fuel pump should only take ~20min to swap. I get there and basically I had to do everything, apparently some stranger diagnosed the fuel pump problem by removing the fuel line going to the carb and having hime turn the motor over.... So I start to work, naturally the wrenches wont fit the dam bolts, I need sockets, so I go back to my house for sockets. Then we go buy a fuel pump. He head back over and attempt to swap the pump. Get the pump off, naturally it is different than the one we bought, one of the screw in fittings is cross-thread and JB welded into the pump.... So the fitting will not fit into the new pump..... I am so pissed at this point, so we head back to my house for more fittings, naturally I don't have any. So I give up it is 11:30 I have to work the next day, so I told him I am done and drive him home. He starts complaining that he does not want to leave it at the parking lot and that someone might steal it. I almost laughed, but I said how could they it wont even run. Naturally he lived 45min from my house. So I basically burned up a 1/2 tank of gas for nothing.......
I hate working on peoples broken *** ****, cause no matter what if it is a piece of **** to begin with more than likely it will be the same piece of **** in the end......
Sorry for the rant....
Oct 31, 2007 | 07:18 PM
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thats one thing i hate about bein a mechanic..people would call me all the time wantin me to work on their stuff..some things i dont mind and some things are way too much work andi dont have the time..one guys race car..i built 80% of his car and built his motor..he expected me to do all this stuff while he was at work..but any time i needed help on my race car..he was busy....ive pretty stopped workin on any ones stuff..
Oct 31, 2007 | 07:22 PM
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OH I know and my GF is pissed about the whole situation, because I am supposed to be studying for the GMAT..... Oh and get this, this ****** missed work today to work on this piece of **** and he still has not got the damn fuel pump on..... He has called me twice, THANK GOODNESS FOR CALLER ID, he even stopped by, I did not answer the door and pretended I was not here. He sat there and rang my door bell for like 20 min... I called later and told him I was at my GFs..... Crazy stalker....
Oct 31, 2007 | 07:23 PM
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My wife calls my truck a hunk of junk, but i'd still choose it over my '07 cars. I wouldn't leave my truck on a p-lot. I'd bite the bullet & call a tow truck. Maybe my truck's in better condition, and his is truly a junk bucket. 
Should've told him you were on the crapper, and wasn't gettin' up 'til the biz was finished! 
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Oct 31, 2007 | 07:28 PM
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Oh and when we went and bought the new pump, this is what the Morron says....
"I need a fuel pump for a 1956 chevy 350, (weird pause then he looks at me and says) mechanical...."
Nov 1, 2007 | 04:24 AM
#9
how does it feel mr handy man
find out that list of friends on your cell phone
is mighty short when you call out for help.
but thats ok.
i drink my own beer and work on my own ****.
i don't need a helper to help me drink up all of my beer.
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