Ever get mad and throw a wrench, smash something, verbal tirate, punch a...?

A friend was just telling me he was using a body hammer on a dent he caused, made it worse and in a fit of anger threw his body hammer in the neighbors fenced yard; never to be seen again. Another friend was using an adjustable wrench, had major problems, threw the wrench and hit the neighbors car. One coworker lost his cool, punched a block wall and broke bones in his hand. Another coworker was working on an electrical part, was getting frustrated and grabbed a hammer and smashed it into little pieces. I unfortunately fall into the verbal tirate catagory; must have inherited that. My dad was born in 1913, youngest of 4 boys, and he said he hated working on cars because as a kid his brothers would get him to help and then blame the problems on him. Just curious

 

well i destroyed a computer keyboard on youtube with a 6 inch angle grinder, does that count? but yea i've been known to throw a few things.

 

seen a friend in anger punch through a quarter window and it was safety glass so it stuck and cut and artery in his forearm(think sprinkler) got mad and punch some walls and cussed alittle in my short time on this planet

 

When I read this thread I got so angry I squeezed the mouse really, really hard...

 

my mate threw his cheep mig over the fence into the neighbours yard when it was jamming up and smashed his twin carbs with a crow bar when he couldnt get the car running rite.

 

OK here we go...Car on the rack

Stubborn large size bolt

Large "persuader" bar

Melting snow residue on floor

Still not breaking loose

Pull, nah, I actually yanked hard on bar

Feet leave earth and goes into orbit

As I see my feet almost hit the rack I think Ohhh Shhh!t !!!

Land on tailbone

Fu%$%^$&%#%%$^&$&@*^ &$%^&Bl@ody#H#ll

When I finally got my wind back and could see something other than black and stars, I threw the bar and socket clear thru the parts room door missing my boss by inches

That conversation is a whole other thread but at first he laughed hysterically for five minutes when I told him why I did it.

To top it off he then he told every fn' person that came thru the door for days why my "dumb a**" was limpin' and then they all laughed and snickered for what seemed forever for a young and proud dumb a**" .

Not particularly proud of that and it was not very pleasant but this thread made me think about it.

Its really funny now...30 years later

Happy to share it now with like minded HAMBERS that likely have never ever done something similar..

Mike

www.Customikes.com

 

Does smacking yourself in the head with a big ass cookie sheet pan until it bends because I got pissed off at one of my joes count? (last deployment) In the past I've thrown saute pans (loaded) at waitstaff for screwing up orders, but never tools

 

Never got mad at a mechanical thing. People though drive me nuts.
ALways thought that folks who got mad at mechancal things shouldnt be working on them. Imagine to allow something like a bolt or nut of electrical probem or whatever to cause you to lose your temper. The part must love it cause it just won at that point. Emotions do not belong on the shop. The cooler you are and the more patiient the more you will be able to fix . PUNKT! (period)
And yes bubba I fixed cars and machined engines for a living for over 40 years just in case you thought I might not have run accross a tuffy.

 

I worked on a door for 4 hours doing body work I had just one little hi spot. I taped it with a body hammer Hi build primer blocked it same spot repeted steps blocked it same spot I did this about 5 times Thats when my Dad pulled up about the time I got a 20lbs slug hammer caved the door in picked it up and through it across the yard walked in the shop got a door out of me parts pile and stared over it was worth it to me. the bad thing about it was it was a 30 A door

 

I once stomped a pair of safety glasses to little pieces when i couldn't get a simple U joint back together. For some reason the bearings kept falling out at the last second. I calmed down tried once more and it went together fine...I had tried it about ten times before though. I also kicked my P.O.S. Mig welder over once, but it really deserved it!

 

then you're a fucking idiot. smashing a door and making it unusable... yea, thats cool man

 

I seem to get upset working on my daily drivers. I dunno why, I can do all of it, saves me $$$, not real hard, even have manuals for everything. I just get pissed off doing the work. I did rip the door off a car once cuz it closed on my head or something. I posted that story before. Anger and adrenaline are a deadly combination sometimes.

 

oh yea ive thrown alot of things and most were things i soon wished i hadnt. ratchets hammers wrenchs etc.i even shot a old dodge pu when it didnt start one day with a 44 mag.funny thing is after i shot the damn thing it started.thing whislted when you went down th road after that.

 

The wifes' old man does that frequently.The neighbors and I enjoy the entertainment.
You'd think he'd learn?

 

yep,done that!
I threw a flashlight at my nova once when the stater was messing up.
it hit the fender,then bounced off that and hit the windshield,cracked that.
many other times I've smacked doors,fenders,thrown tools,parts that did not fit,and walk around the shop swearing at stuff.
I think I've gotten better at it now a days,and try not to let little things bother me.

 

yeah I have LOST IT MANY TIMES...............ah yeah.......

 

Still have a scar on my arm from one of the old time drop lights with the metal cover over it, this was 40 years ago, I was all hot and sweaty laying over the motor trying to put points in when I herd a sizzling sound right before I felt it , I slung that thing against the wall and it busted into a thousand pieces, MAN IT FELT GOOD .....not the arm . I try to keep my fits of anger verbal now.

 

MANY years ago, back when I was "comfortably dumb", I had a REAL bad temper and a short fuse. I was changing spark plugs at a friend's house and one would not start, then I screwed up the first couple threads in the head. I took the "obviously defective" plug and spiked it into the concrete driveway, it did a ricochet and hit the windshield of his brother's car dead center and spider webbed it! Instant panic because his brother was a real badass and would reduce me to hamburger. My buddy started laughing hysterically while I broke into a cold sweat and tried real hard not to vomit. Once he regained his compusure my buddy says, " Relax, I'll just tell him the mower threw something and Dad will turn it in on our homeowner's." His bro' never did find out but it cured me of throwing spark plugs at the concrete. When we told his Dad what happened, he laughed his ass off too and then went to the garage fridge, grabbed an ice cold PBR and said "Did you learn anything?" I sheepishly said "Yes." He reached in, grabbed another PBR and stuck it in my hand and said "Well ... as long as you learned from it it's OK."

Most of what I know about cars I learned from that man. He got divorced, moved a couple hours away and remarried and I hadn't seen him in years. He passed away about 15 years ago and I made it a point to go to his visitation. My buddy introduced me to his widow and she said how glad she was that I had come because he talked about me all the time and told her what a "good kid" I was. Gettin' a little choked up right now.........

I have mellowed considerably over the years, my fuse has lengthened considerably and burns a LOT slower now. Now when things like that go wrong I put my tools down, walk away, grab a cold one ( Bud not PBR though ) and a cigar and listen to some tunes until my blood pressure is back on the chart.

 

we,ve all done it at one time or another.i learned sometimes it's better to just walk away, and cool off! it usually ends up costing you money or makes twice the work in the end.

 

Still have a scar on my arm from one of the old time drop lights with the metal cover over it, this was 40 years ago, I was all hot and sweaty laying over the motor trying to put points in when I herd a sizzling sound right before I felt it , I slung that thing against the wall and it busted into a thousand pieces, MAN IT FELT GOOD .....not the arm .Hey, I forgot creepers I hate them with a passion.

 

when I was a kid 13-17 years old I worked in my dad's garage ... he was always PO'd and throwing stuff around ... he threw a wrench on the roof of the neighbor's house one time ... another time something wasn't cooperating and from ten feet away he threw a half inch ratchet at my head as hard as he could - I was standing against a block wall facing him - luckily he missed by about an inch so the only injury I recieved was from being hit by cement fragments moral of the story - he was a d!ck

 

I'm 61.
It's childish to throw or destroy things in a fit of rage.
Last week I broke the sideboard on my swap meet wagon when I threw an 8"x8"x16" concrete block after smashing my thumb.
My all time favorite movie scene is Paul Newman trying to start a lawnmower, wouldn't start, he kept pulling the starter rope finally left came back with a shotgun blew the hell out of the lawnmower engine.
My wife tells about the engine in her grandfather's car always stopping in the middle of nowhere. He would get out, beat the fender with a tire tool yell "take that you sonnuvabitch", it would start & run fine, always worked!

 

OH Yea,

I was fixing the pump on the swiming pool. Turned the plastic nut untill it loosened. Threw the pliers back in the garage from about 50 feet. later that day I found they hit the wifes BMW in the drivers side rear fender!

TJ

 

Yes you have hit on the root of man issues.

I was making a bracket and I must have work / heat hardened the steel and it wouldn't drill. Rounded off bits overheated bits etc. Finally I fired it across the shop. Of course my 13 year old boy whatched the whole event unfold.

Scroll forward a few years when we are cleaned out the shop. What does he find but that damn bracket. Of course we didn't cut me any slack about me losing it or truamatizing him. Yes he can put me in my place......

 

I dont get mad at mechanical things. I have always heard that there isnt a piece of cast iron in the world that cant fool you if you dont let it. People are another story. My wife and kids say i throw a donald duck fit. One time i was worhing on a piece of heavy equiptment at a roads construction site. I had moved it back from the job in an attempt to get awayfrom the dust. Well this foreman comes driving lickety split dust billowing all around skids to a stop and asks how long befopre its fixed. I got hateful and stated it will be fixed whenever im done and not a minute sooner. Go bother someone else. Thirty minutes later he comes back again Now im mad biting my tounge ( i really needed the job) After the dust settled he stood behind me blocking the light so i backed up real fast. I almost knocked him over. Then he began picking up parts that i had laid out in order and looking at them. I calmly walked to my truck picked up a 12 inch cresent wrench and threw it at him as hard as i could. He ducked and it broke the back glass out of his Pk. He said you broke my glass. I replied that was supposed to be your GD#%$ head. Them i laughed and loaded up my tools. And yes all these years later i still happy about it. I just wish he hadnt ducked.

 

Not limited to cars, I am on my 3 set of golf clubs!

 

i like how if you break something people always think you should learn from your mistake. i am still waiting for it to sink in i guess.

 

Speaking of mowers...I was at my buddy's house one Sat. morning to try and help get the shift linkage right on his '55 Fairlane. He was working on the pushmower when I arrived and couldn't get it to start. It was about 95 in the shade and he was tinkerin', pullin' the rope, sweatin' and cussin'. I tried to convince him to quit with the mower and let's work on the 5-spot, but NOOOO, he was going to get that sob started.
Well, this rocked on for a few minutes...mower still was a no go, so he grabbed up his biggest hammer and beats the poor mower all to hell. About on the last lick, his wife sticks her head out the back door and hollers "will it start now?" Shouldn't have done that...he fires the hammer at her, misses, and said hammer goes through kitchen window. Glass flying, pal cussing, and I'm easing on down the road!

 

future darwin award winner


oh well

 

The best ever is Ralphie's dad working on the furnace in "Christmas Story"