I just proved once again that you can take the boy out of the sticks and dress him up all nice and fancy, but you can never take the sticks out of the boy...
short version: I had 3 root canals, 2 core and posts, and a screaming headache this morning. When I started my Jeep, there was a weird grinding sound, but I mentally put in on my list things to do. After coming out of the Endodontist's office, it just spun. I tried tinkering and ran the battery down. Had to call a friend. While waiting for my friend, frying in the heat in my suit and tie, I poke around beneath the heap and find a BOLT missing from the top of the starter and the bottom bolt lose (I suspect a victim of the DW saga). I take out my mallet (mallet, not mullet), wedge it between the frame and starter, jump start the rig, and go to work (sweaty, mad, 3 root canals and all...)
end of day comes. I'm leaving work with several others (all in suits and ties). We get out to our cars (BMW's, a Hummer H2, Aston Martin - don't ask), etc... Without thinking, I open my Jeep, take out the mallet, duck under the heap to prop the starter in place, fire up my jeep, and remove the mallet... aaaaaaaaaaaasssssss I realize I just "rednecked" in front of all my peers while dressed for work. They just stared. I calmly got in my ride and came home. Good to have a camo roof rack at times like this and good to know who you are. 8|
I am what I am, I guess. Live and be yourself. If my camo wallet, Jeep, and Razorback mug didn't give me away... well, now there's no doubt!!! Go Hogs. :cool)