Shoreline_
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And it can't be your co worker haha. most things I don't pay any mind too but when someone is going full career with the air grinder / cut off tool there's a point I gotta ask if there's a faster way to do it.
Fixed for accuracy.My wife starting a conversation
Why do I find this hilarious and adorable.The door from the house to the garage quietly closing is one of the most irritating sounds I experience on a regular basis.
Quite often, I'll be engrossed in something or other, not watching the door, and if my wife needs something, she will silently open the door and peek. Then, without speaking, she vanishes. Closing the door makes a soft "click", so I don't know she's there until she's gone.
Then, with a heavy sigh, my duty is to stop what I'm doing, clean the glue/paint/grease/oil/gasoline from my hands, figure out where she teleported to, and resolve the mystery.
All it would have taken was one soft spoken word, and ninety-nine times out of a hundred it was a small daily matter and I wouldn't have had to stop what I was doing.
It's the tiniest, tiniest thing, yet endlessly maddening.
that ***** for you. I happen to love the smell of jet exhaust! It probably helps that I'm not exposed to it all the time.How about sound and smell? Not a fart but, I work outside near the end of a runway of a international airport. The jets and prop engines are the worst. Then the smell of jet fuel follows.
Todd
Oof, yeah, I hate hearing and making that noise. I do my best to avoid working in the driveway late or early.The sound of a hydraulic jack being dragged across rough concrete or asphalt.
I’m pretty sure that’s the sound Dante describes in the ninth circle of Hell.
Crawling on all fours looking for it like it's a lost contact lens.The ping that comes from near your feet from the circlup that went flying, and is actually across the shop against the inside front tire of a car 6 stalls away... but you STILL know it has to be "right there"...
My shop radio is on all the time even if I'm not in there. Due to where it is and the fact that it's in a giant metal box of a building the only classic country station that comes in is a ****** to get tuned in. The piece of coat hanger antenna needs to be just right up agains the conduit on the wall so it comes in clearly.Modern country music.
How about sound and smell? Not a fart but, I work outside near the end of a runway of a international airport. The jets and prop engines are the worst. Then the smell of jet fuel follows.
Todd
that ***** for you. I happen to love the smell of jet exhaust! It probably helps that I'm not exposed to it all the time.
Race gas is okay. But jet fuel just smells like burning kerosene. And new car exhaust smells like mothballs for some reason.Best smell there is just short of race gas! I happen to be biased of course, but there's little better in life than the sound/smell of a line of aircraft firing up subsequently and proceeding to an elephant walk.
In my case it’s “Oh, shiiiiiiiiitttt!”"Ouch damn! Motherf*cker!"
only if it's the narcocorrido songs, or the idiots playing it loud in traffic, or karaoke songs on Sabado Gigante, but El Chacal puts a stop to that sheet real quickDoes Mexican radio count?
Lol. So snooty.I hate weaksauce electric impacts rattling away with the pin/hammer impact mechanism.
I'd assume I've already lost the ability to hear the worst of the pneumatics. But I can still hear my buddies stupid midtorque struggle to remove lugnuts.