My name isn’t Phil! But I do identify with a shed full of ‘treasures’. Hubby and I were installing a new 50-gallon hot water tank in a house we had just bought. We didn’t buy enough pipe to install it. I went to my ‘toolbox’ of junk that he wanted to throw away and came up with enough pieces/parts for us to finish the installation. We were able to take a shower in all that glorious hot water that night.
When I worked in the woods, the service body on my company pickup was loaded with stuff that most people wouldn’t have fooled with: old nuts and bolts, fittings, many odd things similar to that crazy piece of crap wood that helped Dad (in the video) get the job done.
Guess who the go-to guy was when anybody on the job needed something that they didn’t have?
My foreman nicknamed me “Kragen”.
BTW, my 3/4 ton pickup, full of 110 gallons of diesel, oil, sweet water jugs, hydraulic hoses and tools weighed 10,800 pounds. The owner of the company would have had a fit if he knew.
Nope not in this area. We got Oreillys round here. HQ in Springfield Mo. found out this last year a friends sister in law is married to Mr Oriellys son, said she needs a new pair of shoes so shop weekly.
Which is funny, because if they put on a blouse in a very specific shade of plum and decided they needed to wear a hair scrunchie and sunglasses that day with it – they could look in the back of their junk drawers and pull out color coordinated accessories…
Oh damn…I bet that’s a WHOLE bunch of us on here.
I’m the same way but with old outboard engine parts.
My name isn’t Phil! But I do identify with a shed full of ‘treasures’. Hubby and I were installing a new 50-gallon hot water tank in a house we had just bought. We didn’t buy enough pipe to install it. I went to my ‘toolbox’ of junk that he wanted to throw away and came up with enough pieces/parts for us to finish the installation. We were able to take a shower in all that glorious hot water that night.
When I worked in the woods, the service body on my company pickup was loaded with stuff that most people wouldn’t have fooled with: old nuts and bolts, fittings, many odd things similar to that crazy piece of crap wood that helped Dad (in the video) get the job done.
Guess who the go-to guy was when anybody on the job needed something that they didn’t have?
My foreman nicknamed me “Kragen”.
BTW, my 3/4 ton pickup, full of 110 gallons of diesel, oil, sweet water jugs, hydraulic hoses and tools weighed 10,800 pounds. The owner of the company would have had a fit if he knew.
Bwahahaha had to look kragen up, o Reilly auto parts was fist on the list.
Most translation definitions Didnt fit.
You never heard of Kragen Auto Parts? They got bought out and a few others did too. I use to shop at Kragens, Checkers and Shucks…
Nope not in this area. We got Oreillys round here. HQ in Springfield Mo. found out this last year a friends sister in law is married to Mr Oriellys son, said she needs a new pair of shoes so shop weekly.
kragen def was “collar”
Now, that there is funny!
One of the reasons my Sweet Little Wife stopped questioning why I kept so much “junk”.
I’ve saved us hundreds of dollars by repairing something with “junk”….
Sadly, mines in a new storage unit, probably couldn’t find it again
And the girlies just don’t get it . . .
Which is funny, because if they put on a blouse in a very specific shade of plum and decided they needed to wear a hair scrunchie and sunglasses that day with it – they could look in the back of their junk drawers and pull out color coordinated accessories…
I have “a lot” of steel junk and the working philosophy: cut to shape, beat to fit.