Friday, November 13, 2009
Some folks get very upset at a fast food restaurants when a guy comes in, he is pretty clean (maybe some grease on his pants) except for the black under his fingernails. He is stopping on the way home, or in for lunch. What folks (that get upset) don’t seem to understand, is that this guy has been in grease and dirt all morning or all-day. You can’t replace a fuel pump, clean a carburetor, change some tires, scrape the grease off some sticker to get a number of a part, etc. He cannot take time to clean his fingernails, he will be right back in the grease after he eats. Or he is on the way home to take a shower.
NO! We boys cannot wear rubber/latex gloves they tear up or get in the way.
NO! We can’t take time to clean the grease out from under them, and sometimes it has become permanent after many years of working as a mechanic. I remember my idol, Uncle Oscar’. He ran a garage and a junk yard his nails were never clean. (Of course he was lucky Aunt Ruby was blind and did not know it).
Okay what brought this up has been the work of the last few days, I have been trying my best to keep my nail cleaned at night. Sherry hasn’t said anything yet (Her nails have been getting a workout too).
If you have never done any mechanic’in, you do not understand the ability that man with the greasy nails must have. He is an amazing artist. Especially in today’s market with more cars being repaired and kept.
Our Granson Matt drives a Camero (’92). He needed a water pump and I thought this would be a good opportunity to help him get his hands dirty, WE would change the pump. I looked at it and saw it would be a job, but we could do it. Then it set into raining and looked like it would never stop. So Sherry and I talked to a real mechanic, with a dry garage, got a price and decided to give Matt an early graduation present, have it done. So now he has a new water pump and a full tank of gas. And my nails aren’t as dirty as they would have been. HA!
In closing this entry I have come up with the perfect idea. Add an ear(or nose) ring, drop the pants past you’re a$$ and paint the nails BLACK. The mechanic would fit right in with today’s society. (stand by Debbie, Gary will love this idea!)
Thanks for coming by the log on Friday the thirteenth.
A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not sayinga word. An earlier discussion had led to an argument and neither of them wanted to concede their position.
As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs, the husband asked sarcastically, 'Relatives of yours?'
'Yep,' Paula replied, 'in-laws.'