Friday, August 7, 2009

Hunk'a Junk!

I'm trying to sell a car and I'm no good at it.

I don't know what an alternator is and I don't care to know. If you put gas in it and it doesn't go, I have no clue whats wrong with it.

And whats worse is when people think a man ought to know these things. And why ought he to know them? I don't need to know how to fix a car to be a man. Sure, knowing how to fix it might be good if I broke down on the side of the road, but in that case, it would also be good for a woman to know as well.

I just hate people looking at me as if I am not a male because I could give a flip less about a car's innards. Working on a man-made hunk of metal on a hot day doesn't mean all that much to me.


Jamie said...

Ah, Boo, feelin' frustrated, huh?

Consider yourself hugged...

BTW, the alternator recharges your battery by producing an electrical current. :)

Matthew Campbell said...

You consulted wiki! Cheater pants.

The Lewis Family said...

You know, Dan has experienced the same thing. He was clueless about cars and building things etc and people looked down on him for not knowing man things.

I like to look at it like this. There are many in this world who learn things and do things just cause it is expected (a law so to speak). And so you have a bunch of people doing things they don't necessarily have a passion for all for the sake of walking according to the expectations of others.

So, just be glad that you are real and don't subscribe to doing things just cause it's expected. And I suspect that perhaps living down South can be a bit more difficult than living, say, in the Northwest where being different and useless is highly regarded. Not that I am saying you are useless, though you might be if I were in a car with you and it broke down - ha ha.

Just enjoy being a renegade, okay?!

Bino M. said...

I think true men are those who know that they are loved by Jesus.

Apostle Paul was a true man. He knew nothing about cars. :)

Jamie said...

I DID NOT consult WIKI! I consulted RYAN!! LOL! :)

Missed your call Sat. I was on the phone with Lyds...and headed out of town for the weekend.

I'm going to try & catch you...

Much love, Matt!

Joel B. said...

I'm not much of a car man. I never have enjoyed being under a hood. In my teens and twenties, I had friends who were good with cars, and from time to time they'd want me to hang out with them in their garage while they did some engine work. The idea was that together we'd do the work. But I had absolutely no desire to do that at all!

Over time, to save money, I've learned a few things, and Tracey has as well. I can change the tires and the oil. I tried to find a problem that we were having yesterday, and I checked all the fuses, but to no avail. (We ended up taking it in this morning, as the blower isn't working [blowing out the air conditioning]).

In some ways I've been made to feel "unmanly" by some inlaws who know all about cars, and work on their own cars. LOL :) If I'm having a car problem, they're telling me what to look for or what to fix, and I haven't a clue what they're talking about. Sometimes they'll volunteer to come and look at it, but it's as if I should know better and should just do it myself. Hehehe.

Oh well... I don't make them feel inferior when I work on their computers or help them diagnose what's wrong. :) I gots my passions and they gots their passions. We're all here to help one another --- not to all do and love the same things!

Matthew Campbell said...

Becca, living in the south I think does make it a bit different. The redneck people I grew up around (most reluctantly) loved racing, cars, country music and cigarettes. I've always been totally contrary in my personality than my parents and their friends. Not to mention shy. Heavy clashing of personalities.

Joel, I totally relate. Only I've yet to change a tire or my oil. I even had to get a guy at the Auto Zone (I hate car stores) to put my anti-freeze in for me 'cause I had no idea where the nonsense goes. But I've since learned to check my oil and put the anti-freeze in myself.

In some respects I agree with Tolkien's opinion on technology -- but then again, if not for cars, I would never have met any of you.