why must they slam the door

Maybe it was a Toyota then!!

 

What can I say???

 

I had a roommate that friggen slammed my passenger door so hard on my impala that the SS emblem broke off the door panel and landed in my lap.

Still pissed about that.

 

Actually Alaska is that sunny and it (Anchorage) is already full of Asians Yopu had to ruin my day didntcha! Now I have to find a new place for them to move to. Please do not mistake the Inuit's as asians. They are the real Kanadiens and they don't drive their dog sleds while on their friggin cell phones! KNUX!

 

Ohh another one is those fucking assclowns with there seats leaned so far back that there head is in the back window and they cant see where there fucking going.

Yeah Im calling out half my mexican friends.

 

You have to slam the doors on my truck (both of 'em), so I'm used to telling my passengers the opposite. One day, I will join the Slammer Haters club.

What I do really hate, as many, many of you have often experienced, are the jackasses what have no problem leaning on your car/truck because it doesn't have shiny paint like theirs (even if it is magenta and turquoise). I was at a cruise night a couple weeks ago and a newer Viper parked next to me. Of course it gathered a crowd, many of whom chose the bed of my truck as a parking spot for their asses. It came as quite a shock (to them) when they were all asked, not so politely, to remove themselves from my truck. Some laughed, others made joking comments like "we're holding it together for you", few understood, but all walked away with disgusted looks on their faces. You'd think of anyone, car people would be the last type you'd have to explain "why" leaning on someone else's car, regardless of its condition, isn't cool. If I treated every car like I really felt about it, I would have peed in the Viper...

 

I Know What Ya Mean .....my Pass Side Model A Door ....takes A Beatin'....like Everyone Must Have Owned A Mid 70's Camaro Or Something......i Mean , The Model A Door Must Weigh What ....maybe 30 Pounds.....ya Have Ta Slam Them Old Doors...other Wise They Might Fall Off Or Something.....ha Brandon

 

I hate mimes.

 

THATS exactly what really pissed me off about the guy's i took for a ride.
Sure, the slamming of the door wasn't cool at all, but the fact that these guy's were 'in tune' with cars and both have older ride's themselves, you'd think they would understand..
I guess not.

The leaning on the car's i have delt with too. I've been the asshole many time's telling people to get off my car.

Here's another good one i have to deal with.
I used to drive my old shit to work every day. I work at a old style 3 bay Sunoco-service station.
I can't tell you how many time's i have had some schmuck just walk up and open the doors on the car to see what it looks like inside!
For starters, the glass is clear, there's NO NEED to open the fucking doors!
And, if they would ask me, i'd probably open it for them.

The doors didn't lock on the one i drove most..

I even had one guy take a seat in it..must have thought it was a carnival ride.
Now, i've been driving my 53 chevy a LOT to work.
I roll the window's up and shut the doors..NO DOOR handle's! Haha
Would you believe, i get guy's coming in asking how to open the doors so they could see inside? Not asking ME, but asking how to!

The area i work in is getting pretty bad now..so aside from the 53 the last month, i don't take anything old to work anymore..
sucks!

 

My Wife Walked In While I Was Replying .....got A Smack For That One...ha Oh Well ....she Knew She Was One Of The Accused.....haha Brandon

 

My worst-case-ever of disrespect to another guy's car (and of parental neglect) was the year Ed Roth first brought the Beatnik Bandit II to the Cobo Autorama.
I was looking at it when a 30-something dad came by with his 5-something kid. The kid runs up to the chrome stanchion by the Bandit II's right front. The kid boings off the stanchion and sends this 45-pound metallic object right into the Bandit II's right front hood and grille surround.
I'm stunned and appalled. Everyone within twenty feet is looking to see what damage was done.
The dad looks around to see if Ed or anyone official is looking, then he scuttles off with the kid, telling him to keep down and hurry.
I look around as the other spectators look at each other sheepishly, and then drift off in other directions.
"W.T.F? I wonder. I figure -- with my luck -- if I go over and put the stanchion back in place, Ed'll see me and figure I knocked it over in the first place.
So I go over to Ed, in whose presence I've never been before, and say, “Ed, I knew you'd want to know -- some father with a five-year old just let his son knock the stanchion into the right hood and grille surround. I don't see any visible damage, but I'm outside the ropes."
Ed looks at me with a calm, almost surreal gaze, and slowly turns to amble over to the knocked-over stanchion. He examines the hood and grille surround of his two-month-old Bandit II, then stands the stanchion back up and calmly goes back to manning the exhibit.
It was then I realized how much crap the professionals must go through at each showing by the dorks and dorkettes (not to mention their offspring) that inflict countless minor -- and major -- damages to their offerings. Sort of being nibbled to death by ducks, or the death of a thousand cuts.
People slamming doors every two weeks or so? Yeah, that pisses me off, but how'd you like to have half a megalopolis pawing your creation every month on the show circui

 

you better be kidding.

 

THEN when you ask them - politely - to please not put their foot on the bumper; they SLIDE it off, and scratch the chrome!

One of these days I'm going to invest in an electric cattle prod. Catch someone with their foot on the bumper; ZAP!!, and if I'm not mistaken they should jump UP!!

 

I hate folks that slam doors for another reason. I've got a hardtop, so the window sits on a little shitty metal piece from the factory and was lightly tack welded. My cousin slammed the door hell of hard, snapped the welds, and the window fell into the door. Motherfucker.