rhagfo wrote:
cannesdo wrote:
One is gone, the other is close to gone. Maybe I'll have them do the one then do that other later. Just as I was getting into Mesa the clanging started.
Missed this earlier! How in the name of God can you let ball joints go that far!! Mine were still within tolerances, but the truck was wanting to follow the road ruts too much for me. To get one to the point of failure that truck must have driven like it had a mind of its own.
Aw, you guys are always so sweet to me. I can always count on "told you so's" and sarcasm and comments generally suggesting I'm so stupid I deserve to die on the open road from this bunch. Is it just your generation or is this the way men talk to each other all the time?
To answer your incredibly rude question:
1. I'm a woman, whose never owned anything but Subarus, which never need work and never die.
2. There was absolutely no indication there was anything wrong with the truck. I've had it 7 years and it felt just like it did the day I got it. It went from working great to clunking like crazy. No indication during the two day trip...I just got to Mesa and stopped at a light and started up and the clunking began.
And before you conclude I'm just some fragile flower without a clue I've saved 15K in the last 7 years doing work myself, just installed new carpet -- myself. Removed and rebuilt my shower with new glass -- myself. Fixed my refrigerator by removing it -- myself, turning it upside down and replacing it -- myself. Replaced my roof antenna, redid all the caulking on the roof, replaced 800 exterior screws, removed all my day/night shades, washed and restrung and rehung them and instaled a 2nd A/C -- MYSELF.
It's both funny and sad -- but mostly sad -- how you guys assume the absolute worst about everyone...people you've never met. Oh, if she's only going to do one, then that means she's just going to wait for the other one to fail. Then she's going to come crying back to us. Really... is that my plan? You make up a whole story about what a naive irresponsible loser I am. Righto...Truth is, I'm bright, probably brighter than you, as I do use critical thinking skills to determine which risks are worth taking and which aren't. And I save a lot of money that way and I've yet to get it wrong. I meet great hardworking people by doing this as well. And, since I'm on a roll, I treat other people -- including those I don't know at all -- with respect, because unlike you I'm not some kind of shaming power junkie looking for a fix.
How about telling me how to recognize the signs of ball joints going bad rather than coming in here and waving your ____ around and telling me what an idiot I am. Are you here to make the world a better place or just in it because it lets you deliver some quick anonymous kicks to the virtual kidneys of complete strangers? Squirrely steeering? I didn't notice anything like that. What else? Do you have anything kind to say, anything helpful? Because I just drove 15K lbs a thousand miles and the last hour was scary as hell and I'm 3 days behind on work and the last thing I need right now is this **** on top of everything else.
And after that nightmare, when I was finally here, exhausted and shaken, I got both tires of a 36' 5er a half inch from the concrete pad on the first try. I've seen you guys park. Sometimes it takes you 40 minutes to get it in there and it's *still* crooked. And if I was a man I would probably come over and say, "That might be too much rig for you, Brother." But as a woman I don't even think it. All I do is think about how to make your day better. I may not know anything about ball joints but I've gone above and beyond for my neighbors everywhere I go, crawliing up on their roofs and fixing their ceiling fans, curing their pets of their food allergies and just generally helping out any way I can.
So I suggest you check yourself and begin again, or just back off, because right now, energetically, I am at a really...low...ebb.
And I would suggest, if there's a woman in your life you go and get her some flowers because if that's the way you talk to people who are having a rough day, my guess is she deserves them.
