When we pick the truck up from the storage center, I always check the fluids and do a walk around to make sure no one has tampered with the generator. I also look the body over to make sure there has been no damage, etc. (we always bring the truck to our house to perform maintenance, etc.) Today when I picked up the truck I noticed that someone had keyed the side, right over our new paint . . . . It's difficult to see in the picture, but that scratch goes from the white stripe into the freshly painted pink stripe.
You know; in the scheme of things this isn't huge right? We have more pink paint and we can easily retouch the scratch. We haven't even painted the white sections yet, so that will get covered later. So it shouldn't be a big deal. Right? Well you know, it is a big deal. Why do people do this? Why is it that people just cant leave others alone? There is another scratch up higher also and it appears these were done on purpose. I sit here trying to think of what kind of satisfaction does someone get from doing this? Nothing comes to mind. I cant even begin to get my arms around what must go through a person's mind as they pull the key from their pocket and dig it into a freshly painted body panel. What is the thrill? Do they tell their friends about it? Do they take a photo and text it? Were they showing off for a friend? I may never know the motivation, and in a way I am grateful that I can't get my mind to go to that place which makes something like this "fun".
We all work hard to get to wherever we're going in this life. While it will be easy to repaint the pink stripe, that really is not the point. I am insulted and angry for two reasons. First; it is an affront to decency and decent people. This was clearly a deliberate act of a person who wanted to harm someone else's property. The second reason; this was an act of disrespect. I watched my wife paint each of those stripes. It was 108 degrees that day and yet she was out there painting away, one stripe at a time. In fact it was so hot, I set up a fan to blow on her to try to keep her cool. This was more than just vandalism, this was a rude and thoughtless gesture which was an insult to my wife and her hard work. I hope karma kicks in on this one, and ten-fold.
This weekend I didn't get too much work done. I am trying to track down the problem with my gauges. Since I installed the new starter switch two weeks ago, my gauges stopped working. This isn't a huge problem but it is an annoying problem. There is a certain amount of anxiety which comes from not knowing how much fuel is in the tank, or what the engine temperature is. I thought the issue might be a ground wire problem, but I was wrong. I still have some work to do with the gauges, and hopefully next weekend I will be able to track down the problem.
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