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Car Forum / Antique and Collectibles / Studebaker / August 2005Someone in this group said " I have never met a Studebaker owner that I did not like".
Well folks they sure do exist. I was on my way back from the antique tractor event where my Gibson is sitting today on my Triumph and when I pulled in to the burger place just up the hill from me they were having a car event. Sitting in the lot were two bullet nose four doors. One was original green and the other was repainted yellow. The owner of the yellow one was a lady and at her car so I started talking to her about parts. What a bitch she turned out to be. She snotttly stated that she was not interested in any online group or any car club and here she was at a club event in the parking lot. I tried to explain to her that there was less expensive way to get parts but again in her snotty tone she replied that she would not have any part of any online group either and that she had someone locally that got all the parts she needed from......Ebay. Well I am sure that is is probably someone in this group so this woman deserves to get hosed so if you are selling bullet nose parts to someone in Yakima Washington that is female........give it to her.... How old was she? I am finding out that when a woman gets to the age where she starts counting how many eggs are left they go certifiably wacky. It may not be her bubbling personality. It may well be a mental condition brought on by menopause. Either that or she wanted that big pink Caddy convertible and got stuck with the Stude <lol> Jeff (Diamonds dahling...diamonds..) Rice "studebaker kid" wrote.. > Well folks they sure do exist. I was on my way back from the antique > tractor event where my Gibson is sitting today on my Triumph and when I [quoted text clipped - 15 lines] > deserves to get hosed so if you are selling bullet nose parts to > someone in Yakima Washington that is female........give it to her.... I was thinkin' of venturing into that territory but decided to play it safe. Better to leave all of that to you experienced married folk... <G> JT > How old was she? > I am finding out that when a woman gets to the age where she starts counting [quoted text clipped - 25 lines] > > deserves to get hosed so if you are selling bullet nose parts to > > someone in Yakima Washington that is female........give it to her.... I agree Jeff, She never wanted a Studebaker to begin with, it was a ploy to the Man in the other Bullit nose. I know women! Trust me, it was a bait to keep a watch over "her" man. Total Inscure Woman=BITCH. Real Woman Love Studebakers! Real Woman Gets man involved in Studebakers,lol. Love you guys, Rhonda aka Red2ubabe I tell my wife just because she has a (insert four letter word for that female part here), she does not have to be one. she has a similar response to me. > Well folks they sure do exist. I was on my way back from the antique > tractor event where my Gibson is sitting today on my Triumph and when I [quoted text clipped - 15 lines] > deserves to get hosed so if you are selling bullet nose parts to > someone in Yakima Washington that is female........give it to her.... Maybe she needs to "hook up" with a real man??? JT (hiding under bed) I don't know about that particular statement, but the grand father had a pet pea about such. He'd say, "Son, I never meant a Studebaker that I didn't like, the owner on the other hand is another matter all together". Over the years, and especially as of late (the burning Hawk), I've found that this statement has special meaning. Bo well.....that brings on another of my long-winded reminiscences...on the topic of people who don't want help. many years ago.......probably around 1975.....I was having lunch in a roadside eatery. into the parking lot drives a 1956 Packard driven by two very elderly ladies. the car's Torsion-Level was obviously on the fritz....the back-end was up in the air almost a foot. I spoke to the ladies - they were delightful - and they were pleased that I liked "the Car". I then asked if they needed help fixing their Torsion-Level.......they didn't know what I was talking about! "the Car" had always been that way. I gave them a brief non-technical explanation of how it worked, and on a hunch, checked the switch under the dash that turns off the power to the Torsion-Level controls. Seven seconds later, the car levelled itself. the ladies were appalled........didn't know what was happening........and kindly asked me to put "the Car" back the way it had always been! gees.....they'd been driving "the Car" that way for 20 years ..... didn't know anything was wrong.....and didn't want it corrected. and I didn't look nearly as disreputable then as I do now! > well.....that brings on another of my long-winded reminiscences...on the > topic of people who don't want help. [quoted text clipped - 19 lines] > didn't know anything was wrong.....and didn't want it corrected. and I > didn't look nearly as disreputable then as I do now! I dunno... Maybe they just had vision and were way ahead of their time concerning a rakish look.. <G> JT I ended up staying late at the muesum Friday. As I was walking out the door, someone pointed me to a guy (35 - 40?) who wanted to speak with someone from the Library. He had a photocopy of a page "someone in the library" had made the day before for him. It showed the window handle through regulator for his '63 Bonneville and had a notation of some firm to contact. He didn't know what book it was from or who made the copy fpr him (we all wear nametags). He had called the 800 number but no one had returned his call and it was almost 24 hours!. He was after the plastic part which goes between the crank handle and the door panel. The book showed the part number. (It looked just like the ones we all know and love.) I asked if he was in the Pontiac club "No, is there one?" I asked if he had tried the junkyards we have in this rust-free areas. - "They don't have old parts do they?" I suggested that he stop by any Buick or Olds dealer, look for the oldest guy in the parts department and ask him. ("But this is a Pontiac part.") After all this rejection of my suggestions, I suggested that he come back on the following Thursday, as I clouldn't tell him when the mystery man would be there again. About this time another volunteer stopped by and asked the guy what he was after. The above conversation was then repeated, almost word-for-word, with me as a silent by-stander. Thinking back, I should have sold him one off my Commander for $50 and told him how easy it was to get parts for Studbakers! Karl Karl |
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