Monday night while mowing my lawns a guy showed up to buy the five 37" Mickey Thompson tires I had for sale. He had been messaging me all afternoon asking questions and then lowballed me, and I usually tell people like that to pound sand. However, I was tired of looking at them and moving them around the shop, so I accepted his offer with the stipulation that he needed to pick them up before 5pm that night. He eagerly agreed and said he was 9-minutes away. Based on the series of messages I got the impression that English was not his primary language but so what? As long as he brought cash and hauled them away what did I care. He arrived in a Hyundai Tuscon to pick them up and spoke no English, we communicated via a translation app on his phone. Once he arrived, he tried to renegotiate and only wanted four and wanted me to haul them to his place. WTF is wrong with people? That is just F**KED up, regardless of the language.
I told him he had to take all five or no deal, I really didn't care which; cinco or nada. He wasn't happy and started giving me attitude because he only wanted four of them and wanted me to take them to his house, because it was only 9-minutes away but I really didn't give a **** by that point and had enough back and forth with this guy's ********. I just took his money, rolled the tires out to his car and went about mowing my lawn. I could have helped him load them, but after his ******** I was not in the mood and not happy about the BS he was trying to pull. Before people make deals, they really need to think them all the way through and either have a way to transport, enlist in a buddy's help or not start negotiating in the first place. He then asked if he could leave the one with the small cut in the sidewall and he'd pick it up in a couple of days. I said absolutely not, cinco or nada. I knew he'd drive off and I'd never see him again, then end up having to get rid of one tire or pay the disposal fee. I told him to load all five up or unload them now and I'll give you your money back.
By the way, have you ever seen five 37" tires stuffed into a Tuscon?
While he was f**cking about loading tires a friend dropped off his sled to have me go through the carbs and get them ready to leave up at his cabin all winter. He picked up two older but new to him sleds and he just wanted them running. I asked about checking clutches, belts, skids, engine alignment, etc. and all of the things I used to check back in the day on pre-season tune-ups, but he only wanted them running, nothing more. Okee Dokee. This is the only guy I even work on sleds for anymore as this is not a service I offer. The stipulation was that he brings one at a time and on a flatbed trailer so I can work on them without having the skags mark up my shop floor as I no longer have my dolly to move sleds around.
When he was leaving the guy was still out front screwing around loading tires and he stopped my buddy to ask him to haul the tires to his house for him.

What a circus Monday night was.
Last night I pulled the Jeep into the shop to swap my tops around. It's that time of year again, unfortunately, when the Sunrider top comes off and the Freedom tops go back on for the cold weather. With our work schedules it doesn't look like the wife and I will be able to get our last trip in to the Swell, so it's time to put the coach to bed for the winter and to get the Jeep in winter trim.
Sunrider flipped back and fasteners removed as well as the door surrounds.
Freedom tops brought up from the basement and ready to install.
But first, I sprayed the gaskets and surrounding areas with some Meguiar's All-Purpose Cleaner and used a small detail brush to remove any dirt and debris from the gaskets and reveals.
Same process at the rear.
Much better and the grit doesn't deteriorate the rubber from moving about.
Freedom tops installed and the Jeep is ready to park back in the house garage.
Thanks for looking.