Im rather pissed off here.
My dad doesnt feel its his responsibility to paint the car, even though its his fault it needs to get painted. All he thinks he should do is get me a door, because thats all the insurance company would do.
He's going to have an insurance adjuster come out and look at it, but the problem is, my cars are titled in his name, so i was able to insure them for cheap, so he would be filing a claim against himself no matter what happens.
So im ****ed, my dad Jew's his way out of another one of his mistakes, i get the short end of the stick, and i get to drive around with a silver door on my car.
All he can say is "save up and have your buddy paint it"
I've got news for your Dad - the insurance company would paint it. Granted, they would only paint the door and quarter panel, but they would definitely paint it. They certainly wouldn't put a silver door on a dark grey car and call it finished...
The problem is, basically he would be filing a claim against himself, which is rather pointless.
Well that suck.
That sucks Shawn...
Sounds like it's time to find another job and get yourself on your own....
dude..thats weak...sorry to hear that shawn...
Heh.. I could near guarantee ya a job if you were down here. The guy that annoyed the outta me at work (and set me up to be in all this pain I've been in all weekend) quit on Friday. We're short-handed and probably will be for awhile.
Take a baseball bat to that 89 bird of his! Err or not. But yea you need to move out man. I don't like your dad and I don't know him. Hmmm heres an idea. Sideswipe his car with one of your friends big redneck mudder trucks! You gota have a friend like that!
ill get the cops called on me
my dad is the biggest bitch ive ever known
my friend would be over late, and rather than my dad coming out of his room and saying "you guys are being loud, could you keep it quiet", he would sit in his room, then bitch at me the next day to keep quiet
well, one day, rather than telling us to be quiet, he came out of his room, went and called the cops, it exploded into a huge fury, and all my dad could say is "my name is on the lease", we dont even have a lease!
so my friend confronts my dad, and my dad says "i told Shawn to tell you that i didnt want you over late"...what kind of man is he if he relays a messege through his son? and he didnt even tell me anything like that, he told me to be quiet at night
my dad is seriously a bitch, and he's very self centered, he never wants to help me with my car, unless he's trying to get a favor out of me, ive probably spend more time working on his cars than my own
man thats just shiznitty to hear
That figures. Sorry to hear it Shawn.
If you have to get a siver door and want any help painting it, let me know.
Let the overspray hit his car and the house.
Well payback has always been a bitch.
If he has u fixing his car then u know how to mess it up a bit, Take a sparkplug out pinch the gap closed so he has dead one and he will seek your help.
Charge him 20 30 bucks get it going and wait a few days do something else another 20 30 bucks.
Soon ue will have enuf money to paint the car :)
i got plenty of other things that he cant trace to me, and thatll have more money coming out of his pocket than 20-30 dollars
ever cut the EEC ground off of the negative battery terminal? ;)
small stuff, finding a known bad TPS, advancing his timing too far, loosening valve stems, putting a rag in his air box...i got all the bases covered, ill have him chasing gremlins for a long time
and about the door, im gonna just get the door, and have it sit untill i can afford to paint the whole car, i can clean off the black rubber and off of the car, so at least its one solid color
the plan is to save up, finish my cars, or at least get them to where theyre reliable and a good bit complete, register them in my name, on my own policy, and move the hell out
Get him a gremlins card for fathers day
Potato in the tail pipe. Push it up far enough so he can't see it and when he asks you to have a look at the car you say ' gees dad, sounds like the cat is clogged. That's going to be expensive. You give me the money and I'll fix it for you' :evilgrin:
Knock his teeth out. It's either now or over Thanksgiving dinner. Your choice.
My dad has the F-150 and The Explorer. Guess how many times he can lend to me both cars......6 times in four years IS TOO MUCH...
And i work at both cars like a donkey maintaining them (Oil Changes, spark plugs changes....and at the 4.0 is f#$%/ng hard to get the 3# out...and some other hard and dirty works)
(i take the cars without permission....)
Payback is bad, but sometimes you need some respect (even from your parents) i agree with the Potato or the ECC ground.
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Ah, yeah! the closed sparkplug is a good one...
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so mess up his car were he works. Be all nice to him the days before and he won't suspect you.
I'm starting to prefer OldRaven's suggestion best.
Dude, that's nasty. When I did the 5.8 swap into my red 88, I spent 2 weeks trying to figure out why it would start but not run. I eventually cut all of the grounds on the EEC harness and grounded them all to the chassis. That definetly fixed it, then at Carlisle Tom shows me that one little wire under the hood that I didn't re-connect.
talk about triple DOH!!!!
I know if someone swiped my car and tried to weasel out of fixing it
right, he'd end up missing a few up front.
Man, I just can't relate to this.
As much of a scumbag as my dad COULD be at times.. at least he was really helpful when it came to the car stuff. I remember him putting four different starters into the '78 Pinto I drove my senior year of high school. Now that I look back, I think I'd have rather he showed me how to do it and had me do it after the first one.. (busted motor mount killed them, according to him after the fact) but I think he was the type (and I often am, as well) that would rather just "git'r'done" than talk about it. Can't fault him too much for it.
The only car thing I fault him for was when he sold off an aluminum dual-quad FE intake w/ Ford stampings on it, back when I had my '64 Galaxie w/ the 390. :p I wanted a crack at that manifold. :p