on top of being cute as hell and not caring when i drag home a minibike and a motorcycle within 5 days, spend 3k on an engine that i broke 6 weeks later or batting an eye at all the car and bike parts in the house...my girl can change her own oil, change a tire, knows the diff between a few carburetors and preferres a stick shift to auto. damn i lucked ou in the wife dept.
Mrs.comunication, or should I say she mrs.understood you. Your wife is just trying to be helpfull I guess. I try to encourage my wife to helpout in the garage. I try to be precise with my instructions and supervise her like an apprentice.
hoooo boy thanks for reminding me when i was still married my wife at the time complained that our oil burning old chev wagon was dificult to get oil into and for her to remove the oil fill cap... soooo for xmas i installed a gizmo that raised the cap about half a foot ... ez to get to now and all chrome and clean... heck i added a nice bow with a tag which needed to be removed to add oil then proceded to ask her a week later how the oil is in "her car" "fine "she replied ... no mention of the cap extention or the bow ... HUH? so every week I would ask ... same answer "fine".... did ya add any oil or check it when ya filled up "ya".... "little bit" soon i forgot about it .. now 3 months later she calls me at work says the car is "making noises" i look when i git home ... no oil showing on the dipstick .. bow and tag still in place.... i ask have ya been checking it and adding if need be.. answers " ya all the time".. i show her the cap extention and the bow /tag now all covered with blowby and gunk ... oh oh she says she just told me she'd checked so i would not nag her ... it took a full 6 qurts back to full .. this was the same car she left running at work for 9 hours "cuz she forgot to turnit off "when she got out on a rainy morning the exhaust manifolds were glowing orange and all the under hodd wiring was crispy... sheese now my current girlfriend of 8 wondeful years after our very first conversasion which was about why her 57 t-bird was overheating.. i suggested a fan shroud (missing on hers)and a 5-6 blade fan with thrmo clutch .. she went out the next day called me from the junk yard to ask about what kinda car/truck should she find it from.. i said match the diamiter and the fan clutches should be a matched set any v8 car will work she called later in the day said it all fit fine and now the car is running coool and would" i like to go for a ride" she still says while out and about "theres a junk yard we have not been in!"
Ex mother in law checked the oil in her new old car once. Took the fill cap off and didnt see any oil so she filled it up. True story.
LMAO..This thread is great! Im glad my father taught me early...I grew up watching him work on his 62 Ranchero, and when I turned 17 I got my Tbird...He showed me the ropes and when I could do work flawlessley he would just stand behind me with a smile on his face! **Daddys Girl!** I always told him, "Im the daughter you always wanted, and the son you never had all rolled into one" hahah. Now I do all my own work... He's proud of me though! I love gettin' greasy! Keep the good stuff a comin, I love a good laugh! xoxo Niki p.s....When I worked for Autozone in Burbank, CA we got a woman asking for blinker fluid (lmao) I almost died. We also used to get people on headlights...asking for halogen or regular fluid hahahah...I would love to call our sister stores and ask for a radiator for a VW bug muahahaha. The newbs always got caught on that one...or a "****ilator Valve" or a "Muffler Bearing!" *muah*!
my girlfriend TRIES her best when it comes to her car , so i TRY to be as patient as possible when i have to fix something stupid
My wife and I are putting the finishing touches on her car tonight. She built 90 percent of it by herself. I taught her to weld. (she's pretty good!) She has an unnatural fear of the Bandsaw. (Don't blame her...I call it the "Mangler") She likes wiring...I just had to show her what to solder to what. Ch***is work isn't her strong point yet. but she has been here every night with me since about January busting away at this thing. but as far as Oil Level or Air in Tires is concerned...That's my Job. I'm not arguing, either. She somehow manages to put up with my ****...therefore, air and Oil it is!
Seconded. I still swear they need to install Murphy Tattletales in all new cars sold to women. Thats where I thought this was going. Does that mean were gonna see a sweet '63 Chevy at the Roundup?
my wife wanted an old car so she found this 74 Buick Century GS all original with only 16,000 original miles on it, and one of only 175 ever built like it. bought it from the original owners drove it home and detailed it and she started to drive it. well about a year later she calls me up and tell me the car is running hot come get her. got there it was cooled off checked the radiator and it was really low. topped it off she drove it home and it did great. the next morning i go and look at the radiator and noticed that it had a small leak, so i order a new one for it put it in and there she goes on the road again. the next wekk she calls me up and tell me the car is running rough and i need to come look at it, so here i go again. it had one hell of a miss and ran like ****, got it home did a tune up still ran like ****. i pulled the valve cover off (the first time the motor has ever been broken into) i get her to turn it over and like i suspected she rolled some lobes on the cam. go inside and after i ordered all the parts needed to fix it she tells me "oh by the way the car quit running when it ran hot the last week". now everything makes sense.
When I was in college I had a FT job in a parts store in Florida. A nice looking mid-30ish lady comes in, asks where the oil is, show her and offer to put it in if she liked. The look I got from her made my hair turn gray! She goes on about how men look down on women and a rant about the womens lib (shows how old the story is!). FINE...I back off, charge her for 4 qts and go back to work. A few minutes later, she's buying 4 more. Then 4 more. After a few of these, I risk life and limb by asking exactly whats she's DOING with all this oil... cold stare and "My husband told me to fill the car with oil before I went to work, and that's what i'm doing. I'm not STUPID you know!" She was going to add oil until it filled the motor! Called husband, who winds up jumping around the parking lot like a flea on a hot tin roof until he just gave up, slid under a drained all of it out to start anew. Never saw her again, but the husband always smiled when he saw me afterwards.
Lets just say I'm a glutton for punishment.... My first wife didn't want to have a clue when it came to cars... that is, until the car she was driving left her stranded. That one had a loose wire at the battery. I told her to wiggle the battery cable wires on the positive side of the battery - just like I showed you. She says, and I **** you not: "Whats the battery cable look like?" Yes, she's a loooong time ex now. Hell, with the current husband she has now, she managed to burn up 4 engines (2 in the same car within 3 months!) and wreck 2. Better him than me. Second wife is a car chick, and learns fast, but doesn't like to get her hands dirty. She learned well with all the different things I taught her. Kept her from getting screwed by the mechanic several times after she left. Well, kept her from getting screwed in her pocket book... the other is why she's gone now! My current wife - who should have been the girl I married the first time when we graduated high school together - is a car chick through and through. She will get out there and do her damnedest to keep me from overdoing it all by myself, and will happily get her hands dirty. She's trying to learn all she can so that she can apply much of what she learns to her own car when she gets it... she wants a '69 to a '73 Mustang with the Mach I nose. She says she'd be much happier getting bad mileage in something older than to drive the S10 blazer she drives now. I love her, and she's a great gal. In fact, she told me... all but made me go and buy the Dubble A I'm building now.
I was dating this girl a number of years ago and she would comment all the time how she worked on her own car before we met, doing brakes, oil change etc. I thought to myself, this is great, she can cook & fix cars! One day she comes in the shop and says her car needs plugs & wires. I was busy working on my junk so I told her to help herself to the tools. She did the tune up but needless to say, it didn't go over well at all. She never forgot that day and it was one of the first things she would bring up when things going wrong. I sure do miss that car.
I worked in a department store auto center for a while in college, and a lady came in one day and said her oil light was on. The one guy in the department goes out to check it and the dipstick burned his finger in a neat little ring where he grabbed it. No oil, and the motor was HOT. My mom used to drive us nuts hearing "noises" in her car. One time she was complaining about a noise for a week before she realized there was a rollerskate in the back seat foot well that would roll back and forth when she turned. CHAZ
I dated a red head, green eyed girl (who I'm sure made several lucky men a good x-wife). She was into low rider pickups so I helped her with one. She traveled 130 miles to my college to visit/check up on me. Her little isuzu powered luv overheated, so she pulled off the freeway and added OIL. It overheated again, and again she added OIL and again.... Then about 3 miles from campus the foamed mess finally burned a bearing and sent number 2 rod through the side of the pan. She got daddy to buy her a reman. I'm married to a wonderful wife who knows her limits, but has helped part out some of my old rusty stuff. s.
MY wife owned a vega with a mashed in oil pan. i didn't have to teach her... didn't have to teach her how to drive a clutch, either....
I went thru a VERY nasty divorce. Long story short, she was embezzling money from my corp. to support 3 boyfriends. The Judge gave it all to me, including custody of the kids [either that, or she could face corporate embezling charges]. After about a year, we managed to salvage a "friendship", and I bought her a second hand Dodge Caravan so she could spend time with the kids. Got her the extended warranty. After about two years, the trany starts slipping..... Oh, it's MY fault. So I take it to a shop for a ****** rebuild, but I make it clear that she has to pay the $250 deductable. 6 months later, the van is still sitting on the shop's lot, she has not paid the deductable yet... So I pay it because she's driving MY car, and I'd like to have it back. A week later, she drives it to Florida. On the return trip, the ****** goes out again. I drive down there in my box-truck. Load up the van and her new boyfriend, and bring 'em home. Told her the ****** shop had a 12 month 12,000 mile warranty on their work, just use your AAA card [that I also paid for] to tow it up there and they would fix it. That was exactly 1 year ago. Her van sits outside my front door, un-touched, and last week, she wrecked my car. Oh, but it's still my fault
We had a gas station in Long Beach back in the 70's. This little old lady drives in in a '57 Ford 2-Door. We gas it up and wash the windows...(remember that?)...anyway, she goes to leave and the car now won't start. I mess with it for half an hour then we push it into the bay. She leaves and I get to checking things. Cranks, but not fast. Good spark. Gas in carb and shooting when accelerator pushed... This car SHOULD start. No joy. She comes back the next morning and I'm stumped. So she says "what will you give me for it?" I offer her a fifity and she accepts. I spent 2 days farting with it...changing battery, starter, plugs, points, before deciding to open it up. I pulled the carb and the intake. the valley was full of WAX. I look in the trunk and there is a case of parrafin based oil there. the had been pouring the stuff in and running it hot I guess. Anyway, the wax congealed. The blockwas FULL of wax from pan to intake and would not turn over fast enough to build enough compression to start. Oil pressure was ZERO. I'd bet she was pouring that **** into that engine for YEARS. Glenn
....had a girlfriend with a 69 Mustang, she checked the oil and found it was down a quart, so she added a quart but said it took forever and made a real mess. She was adding oil into the dipstick tube!
Not wife or girlfriend, but a well trained daughter. Borrowed my 12 year old 5000 mile Pacecar Vette for a school trip without asking. Boyfriend involved. Blew a heaterhose 40 miles from where they were going. She shut the car off and started walking to a nearby farm place. Rocket scientist car noitall Boyfriend starts it up and tells her it won't hurt it to drive it that far and he'll leave her if she doesn't get in. Almost made it to town. Nothing was salvable in the motor not even the intake and carb. She said he was driving 80-90 mph cause the airflow would keep the motor cool. He bailed and ran, Never came back home in the 15 years we lived there after to my knowledge. Daughter got to pay for and do a strictly supervised overhaul on a junkyard dog. She married a fine man and does all the car maintenence for her family. She gives him heck for not checking his oil. Sold the Vette with a very strong 350hp+ 350 for more than it would have bought as a original Pacecar. Wife is better at taking care of her cars than I am. She gives them what they need when they need it and wont let me put it off. If I don't do it then its off to the dealership
I married a car girl. Scew you loosers. One year into it (17 years ago) she used my truck to go on a 300 mile trip to see her sister. The front brakes started grinding enroute and she stopped bought the pads and rotors and replaced them while at her sisters house. She knows more about cars than most of my friends. Eat your hearts out.
the ex gf calls me at work and says her car (thunderbird sc)was making noise when she turned than the noise stopped and than it was real hard to turn. i tell her to pic up some power steering fluid and ill check it when i get home.i get home and she says she filled the power steering and it still wont turn.i ask her to show me what she did...she points to the master cylinder and says see i filled it....WTF so i start filling the power steering pump and its pooring out on the street,look under the car and see the car has a power steering pump cooler with 1 loop on the end.i see thats its torn in two and i ask what happened and she say OH YEA i went off the road and i had my brother come with a chain to pull me out and when i hooked the chain on that loop it broke........byp***ed the cooler and left the power steering fluid in the master cylinder.............
If she isn't used to checking/topping off oil, can you really blame her? That was kind of a vague request, and she probably thought she was doing you a favor by "topping it off"... I'd blame myself. No, you know what, I would have just got the oil and topped it off myself and never said anything. Here's my latest GF/car story: First, let me say that she is fairly car savvy. She can check her own oil, add if necessary, and doesn't get talked into things by "mechanics". She also knows what a ball joint is. That said: Her window track clips broke on her driver's side window (conveniently, just before we started dating). She was told it needed probably just new tracks, or that it just fell off the tracks, and that they could be found in a junkyard. I thought, good luck. I did a little digging on the net, and apparently this is a notorious problem for her car (poorly designed plastic clips fail, and the window falls into the door.) Junkyard cars were already broken. She drove it around for months, with wooden shims keeping her window closed. I told her I'd try to fix it when I had a chance. It has been cold as hell here. Finally got a break in the weather and I investigated. I couldn't make those clips out of metal. They wanted $60 for the plastic clips at the dealer, plus time to order them/pick them up, plus having to take apart the door for the THIRD time, plus time to fix what she already had... They wanted $500 at the dealer to fix it. ********. I already had the door apart on a Saturday, and was not willing to wait around. My solution? Go to local auto parts store and buy the whole window-regulator-motor shebang and replace it for $115. In 15 minutes, she had a working window again. I finished up her car, took it for a wash, filled it up with gas, cleaned out months of trash, brought it home, and she got pissed I spent $115 on a new regulator because she knew the clips were only $60. My response? "I don't have to hear you complain any more about not being able to open your window, so it was money well spent."
Want another one? I thought this guy was completely off his rocker: http://detroit.craigslist.org/car/625602163.html
Not a better half story but... My sister once slammed the hood shut on my car, drove it off the ramps and down the block to shop. The oil plug was out and I had gone (in her car) to pick up some oil. Totally screwed up that motor. She made her point though. I never drove her car again. dka
well, there will be a 63 Chevy there that is reasonably quick. "Sweet" will come after about 450 hours of sanding, which is precluded by 450 hours of welding.
Got a phone call late one night from 18 year old daughter... 'Dad, the oil light's come on in my car, what do I do?' 'Well first thing, TURN IT OFF!' I drove out with a 5 litre container of oil and the poor little thing used the whole lot (1988 Hyundai Excel) She hadn't checked the oil in 6 months. She ran that little engine out of oil 3 different times in the years she drove it, put almost 200,000k on the clock, and all I ever had to replace on it was the water pump, tyres and disc pads. I had the carby rebuilt in 2005 and it still had all the original 1988 guts in it, had never been opened up. It finally blew a main engine oil seal and it was simply too much work to treplace it, so we sold it for $200 as a parts car. Her mum's pretty good with her car, checks the oil, fills the overflow and washer bottles, polishes the engine.... Yes, she polishes the ****** engine bay! (And she drives a stick shift...) Cheers, Glen.
You should really be happy she even has the sense to put the oil in. My wife thinks cars a disposable. She has her dad buy her a newer model auction car with low mileage and never opens the hood ever until it litterally fails to function anymore. She gets a good 70-100K miles out of most of them, for the $3-5000 her dad spends on them, and I really dont mess with them so I guess it works out. But me, well...... I usually aim for 300K miles and usually get pretty close before I look for a different vehicle. Sometimes, I wish she would take interest, but Im really just glad she isnt finding new and interesting hiding places for each tool I own. She is a slob and never puts anything back....EVER!
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