PennSilverTaco's "Perfect 5-Lug Regular Cab" Build, Aspergers, and General BS MegaThread!

Dude, I don't even mean messy. My truck gets messy too. I mean gross.

 

@El Duderino
@Running Man
@shakerhood
@Taco critter
@Thunder Fist

Also, for the record, it took me a while to realize this but I do not have any grievances with law enforcement as a whole. I support police and the blue line through my username shows that...

No, I was NOT banned, goddamn it!

My annoyance is with law enforcement in Doylestown Borough because one of their officers tried to intimidate me into paying a ticket. I successfully fought the ticket and will get over my anger at what I see as unprofessional behavior eventually.

 

Here’s one annoying thing I disliked about working at a bar...

The beer reps!

Beer distributors have commission-based representatives who will go to every bar on the beer truck’s route trying to push special deals. Sometimes, but very rarely, the beer rep will have something of interest; Typically, it’s something we don’t want or need, like a niche alcoholic beverage paired with a nonalcoholic beverage. This attractive middle-aged female beer rep with very big fake boobs came by one time trying to sell us a package deal with beer and some sort of lemonade (as in nonalcoholic). My coworkers and I recognized her more for her enormous fake breasts than for anything else.

The most annoying thing about beer reps like the boob lady is that they almost always show up unannounced and not during business hours. Often, I would be the only employee at the bar, and they would show up at random asking for the manager. Typically, they left when told the manager was not there, but sometimes they’d linger. There was this one beer rep with glasses who honestly seemed like he’d been sampling the merchandise whenever he’d stop by, and he would also always for this one particular bartender who happened to be the bar manager at the time. He was one of the lingerers, and it would take me ignoring him for several minutes before he finally got the message.

The positions of bar manager and general manager were separate and held by two different people. The general manager was obviously the boss. The GM would always tell me to keep the doors locked when I was working downstairs before we opened, because beer reps would just walk right in. Unfortunately, it wasn’t just beer reps either...

One time I made the mistake of forgetting to lock the front door while I was cleaning the bathrooms, and some random douchebag wandered in. I initially did not hear him, but then I heard him calling out “Hello?!?!”

I asked who was there, and he said “Uh, a customer.” I found myself face to face with this guy in his twenties who was clearly stoned.

He could not fathom why we were closed, and it took me three times to explain this to him before he finally left.

There were also a good number of open mic regulars who are technophobes. When open mic was cancelled due to the weather or technical difficulties, the open mic host sent out a notification on Facebook. A lot of these guys did not have Facebook or smartphones, and they would show up no matter what, then get annoyed at the employees when they found out it was closed.

 

On the other end of the spectrum, one thing I loved about working at bar was that everybody worked together; The bartenders, the barbacks, the servers, the kitchen staff, the bouncers...

Everyone worked together as an efficient machine and everything was great!

At the detail shop, the detailers and the detail managers got along great, but everyone else looked down upon the detailers and formed cliches. The tow truck drivers didn’t so much hate the detailers as much as they thought they owned every spot at the body shop, and tended to be dicks to anyone who questioned them.

 

Also, one thing I could not stand about working at the detail shop was how much emphasis they put on arriving ten minutes before your shift on Saturdays. It didn’t make much difference to me because we almost always ended up staying late anyway due to some asshole salesperson who brought in a newly purchased car at the last minute, it’s not like we are in the military; we are car detailers! Our shift started at 8am on Saturdays, and we were expected to be there at 7:50am. A few detailers did not show up until 8am or even a few minutes later, because they didn’t feel like shuffling cars around for no pay.

 

Hey - Brakleen actually kills cockroaches on contact. Pretty nasty stuff but when you need it you need it, like when putting Koni's on my 911 and not realizing that the front struts housings were actually part of the shock and spilled hydraulic fluid all over the brake assembly. Brakleen to the rescue.

 

Real mechanics put a mirror under the brakes, knock as much of the dust off possible then snort it up like cocaine.

Sorry, couldn't resist. If I do blow it out, I make certain to not inhale the dust. Respirator, hold my breath, breathe through a cigarette butt, whatever it takes. With brake cleaner with it disassembled, I like to stand back and wet it first with the straw off the can, then get closer with the straw and blast it clean.

 

An old gas tank with the top cut off makes a great drain pan. Put the pan under the brakes and spray the dust out with a garden sprayer on the water hose.

 

I have an aftermarket Pioneer HU and this shit shows up just about every time I start my truck; Won’t let me adjust the volume until I close out of it...

 

I doubt you can. Those are there to cover their ass so I doubt they built a disable into it. At least the toyota unit shows that screen, but if you toss it in reverse it will skip that screen.

 

Embrace the period of time we live in!

 

I have it wired to an aftermarket backup camera. Sometimes it goes away when the truck is put in reverse, but a lot of times it does not.

 

I have the same thing on my Pioneer 2400NEX. Hit OK and enjoy...

 

We also live in a period of time where a woman successfully sued Winnebago and won because she set the cruise control and went in the back to microwave something while driving her new motorhome on the highway, and the motorhome inevitably went off the road and crashed. Stupid people and greedy lawyers...

 

This woman is probably still out there..."driving" motor homes

 

Last time I had houseguests they moved my furniture around, that really bothered me as I can't imagine being a guest in someone's home and start moving their furniture around.

 

safety

 

@El Duderino
@Running Man
@shakerhood
@Thunder Fist

Today, I had a doctor's appointment. I hadn't been to this particular office in a while. My mom volunteers at the hospital so I was following her. We took Route 611; When we were getting off at the hospital exit, this Ford E450 box van came out of nowhere on my left and swooped in front of me. "Swooped" is a nice word. The bastard cut me off, and illegally crossed a solid white line to do so. The van was from "Vermont Bread Company". I played the bread truck driver an extra long tune on my horn and gave him the finger. I then tried to get back in front of him once we got off of 611 but failed because the two-lane road turned to one lane.

My mom was in front of me, and she described seeing me there one moment, then looking in rearview mirror and seeing the box van. It would be one thing if this bastard was driving a GTI, a Miata, a Mini, or even a Corvette...

But he was in a goddamn box van! If I'd hit him, Vermont Bread Company would be buying me a new Tacoma under the threat of a substantial lawsuit right now.

 

@El Duderino

Remember the asshole in the green Toyota truck (not a Tacoma) with the unsecured bed frame that almost hit my truck, and who took off like a bat out of hell just because I beeped at him? Well, I posted the dashcam footage on my community's unofficial Facebook page; Some guy claiming to be friends with the driver of that green Toyota started trolling me soon after!

 

What do you guys think of the "Bread Head"? There are certain, very rare cases where I think people are deserving of the middle finger, like the school bus driver I flipped off a few years ago because he ran a stop sign and I almost T-boned him. That time, Central Bucks School District almost bought me a new truck!