Rabbit hole H*ll...

Ghostman

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My son is looking for a specific gaming console. It's a very specific year/version so he can do some tweaks and code changes. With that, he's discovered Facebook Marketplace. He comes out of his bunker/room and shows us some examples, etc. which we talk about a bit. After returning to his room, he comes out a few minutes later and shows the wife this cool "old school car" he found. An old 1976 Plymouth that is in remarkable condition. Some guy is selling it from an estate, which the car used to be owned by his grandmother.

This conversation gets the wife worked up because she thinks it looks cool and loves the idea of an older car without the need of all the computers and fancy doo-dads that basically track and monitor everything you do these days. The car ends up having 74,000 miles on it. For a '76 pretty respectable. Then the claimer hits. It doesn't currently run. It's been sitting in a garage for 15 years. Will need a full tune up, seals, new fluids etc. All the easy things a Shade-tree Mechanic can handle. This escalates to my daughter who is 400 miles away and she wants it. The daughter is over the moon for it.

I'm sitting in my living room, stewing because we live in an apartment. I don't have a garage or place to house said non-running car, nor a tree that can provide shade for me to mechanic it back into existence. Now I'm the *sshole who doesn't want to buy a cheap, old school car, that doesn't run. I told my son if he finds anything else on Facebook Marketplace or any other online retailer, if he says anything about it, I will kindly place his electronic devices in places that require a proctologist to remove.

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My son is looking for a specific gaming console. It's a very specific year/version so he can do some tweaks and code changes. With that, he's discovered Facebook Marketplace. He comes out of his bunker/room and shows us some examples, etc. which we talk about a bit. After returning to his room, he comes out a few minutes later and shows the wife this cool "old school car" he found. An old 1976 Plymouth that is in remarkable condition. Some guy is selling it from an estate, which the car used to be owned by his grandmother.

This conversation gets the wife worked up because she thinks it looks cool and loves the idea of an older car without the need of all the computers and fancy doo-dads that basically track and monitor everything you do these days. The car ends up having 74,000 miles on it. For a '76 pretty respectable. Then the claimer hits. It doesn't currently run. It's been sitting in a garage for 15 years. Will need a full tune up, seals, new fluids etc. All the easy things a Shade-tree Mechanic can handle. This escalates to my daughter who is 400 miles away and she wants it. The daughter is over the moon for it.

I'm sitting in my living room, stewing because we live in an apartment. I don't have a garage or place to house said non-running car, nor a tree that can provide shade for me to mechanic it back into existence. Now I'm the *sshole who doesn't want to buy a cheap, old school car, that doesn't run. I told my son if he finds anything else on Facebook Marketplace or any other online retailer, if he says anything about it, I will kindly place his electronic devices in places that require a proctologist to remove.

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That is a very sad situation and I completely sympathize with your conclusion. Bummer.
 
Totally understand.

It's also like the times when someone buys something to be used for a purpose other than for which it was made...assuming you'll be able to modify it for the new and different purpose.

I have a saying, "Every job is easy when you're not the one doing it."
 
Totally understand.

It's also like the times when someone buys something to be used for a purpose other than for which it was made...assuming you'll be able to modify it for the new and different purpose.

I have a saying, "Every job is easy when you're not the one doing it."
I call in and pay for an expert to do it when I get told by someone..... "piece of cake.... you can do this." I always know a three hour job to that person is gonna be a three day job for me. Plus multiple trips to the hardware store or auto store.
 
If I had a place to work on the car, I would have seriously thought about it. I'm not a Nascar Mechanic but I can work around a car when I have to. I've replaced engines and done a lot of work on my own rigs in the past. Now days, I'd rather spend my time doing other things so I pay people to do the dirty work.
 
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