Recently in NYC there’s been bands of slimy low lifed mother fuckers asking if they can do body work on my car. Now, I’ve seen the shit they do, I’ve seen the end result and if you live in NYC you’ve seen it too, cars with that pink putty shit on it, and the surface isn’t even smooth, or worst yet, fucking paint that doesn’t match, makes you wonder if the bastards are color blind too. Why don’t the cops launch a campaign against these fucking scum bags? This is a quality of life issue, isn’t it? I mean the some of these assholes have gone as far as follow me around the city asking me to fix my fucking car! I have a dent yes, but I don’t want you fucking with my car! What part of that don’t you get??? Damn it!
Oh, that felt good
EPhil, is this door-to-door or over the phone solicitation?
hehe! Tell them you’re an open-heart surgeon, ask them if you can do an exploratory, then whip out a knife!
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No this is face to face, while you’re stopped at a light, getting out of your car to go to the store. The bastards are cruising around every-fucking-where!
I made not have made this part clear…
They don’t take your car to a shop, no, they whip out their tools and start working on your car right on the street, which is why the result can never be of quality. Moreover, once they start you can’t really change your mind, because the dent puller puts holes in the body of your car inorder to pull out the dents. These guys are the worst.
Hey-those guys are here in Seattle, too!
I put a massive stinkeye on the first idiot that tried that routine on me in a parking lot. It was the first time anyone pulled that particular scam on me, and it pissed me off to have some goddam stranger come up and remind me I had a friggin’ dent in my car. Like I hadn’t:smack: :smack: :smack: 'd myself in the head enough when I made the dent, now some asshole wants to point it out and remind me that I screwed up my car while I’m busy and expect me to be stupid enough to let a random stranger with zero credentials mess it up more?!?
Do people actually fall for this crap?
“My Mother Fucking Car” – wasn’t that an old TV show with Jerry Van Dyke?
You sure you’re not thinking of “Car Fifty-Fucking-Four Where Are You?”:rolleyes:
Yeah, I have a car in NYC, and I get stopped by these guys, too. It mystifies me. My car is 16 years old, and looks every day of it. There isn’t a square inch that isn’t banged, scratched, dented, or chipped.
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I HADN’T NOTICED?
There, I feel better, too.
mischievous
BTW, I can recommend an excellent NYC mechanic.
I’ll take that recommendation.
No, it was “Herbie, The Fuck Bug.”
Are you sure you’re not thinking of Gerry Anderson’s first TV series "FuckingAwesomeCar"?
You are all wrong, it was “The Mother Fucking Car”. All black, sleek and full of hateful fury. The blew the “mother fucker” up in the end with the image of a mocking demon rising from the thick black smoke.
GAH! I saw “cat” instead of “car” before I opened this…
/me must lie down now.
So are these guys the spiritual heirs of the stop-light window-washers, or something?
Is it just bodywork, or do they offer to do other mechanic stuff?
Are they polite about it?
/fascinated yokel
apotheosis-
Nope, they’re alot more ambitious. They actually want you to let them fix whatever terrible insult you’ve inflicted on your car. I got the impression they’d do the work in a corner of the parking lot. I can’t believeanyone would buy into this!
Just body work. They swoop down on any dented fender they see, confronting the driver as they get out of the car.
I got a real snarky vibe from the guy. Sort of a nudge-nudge, wink-wink, I can fix that nasty ding for you alot cheaper than any repair shop, little lady attitude. I was offended, insulted and irritated. Of course, I’m generally spring-loaded in a pissd-off position, so this wasn’t anything unusual.
And it was the first time it ever happened to me, here in Seattle, and I’ve lived in Virginia Beach, San Diego and New Orleans with dented vehicles. I don’t know how widespread this is…
gasp Great one, RJ! 
he he he!
Well since you mentioned buying, was a price ever mentioned? (No, I’m not bargain-hunting…just curious what the ‘sellers’ think their work is worth.)
Never did get to the price-I just told him I wasn’t interested. He made a couple attempts at talking me into it, but I made it crystal clear I wanted him to go away. I also made sure he caught a glimpse of the pepper spray in my hand, just in case he was planning anything other than auto repair.
I get that too sometimes! I thought it was just an LA thing. Usually I don’t even respond to them, but once, when there were some people nearby, I said, “If it was a priority, I’d already have had it fixed.”