Heather called me a couple weeks ago because she was having rear end trouble and she knew I was the best rear end person in the area. I had to do some deep research into locating something that had little wear and tear on it, but we all know rear ends always get the butt of abuse.
I called two auto recycle yards (as they are called now), the first place wanted 700.00 and the second was 300.00. Heather as Joe came down on Thursday morning with his trailer so we could pick it up. I was uncertain about the condition so I checked a couple more rears that were in the yard but we decided to take the one we had.
Heather had to go back home to take Rain (his wife) to the doctors, I started to prep Heathers new "rear end" for installation. I found that the emergency brakes were shot so I went to the parts store and bought new ones for her and installed them.
Heather returned latter in the afternoon around 2 or so. We jacked up the car and got to work. I have a damaged shoulder that is now completely gone due to some stress I had incurred before but this job finished it. I also put out for the parts and with Heathers very capable help and her own experience we got her on the road after about 41/2 - 5 hours.
I've done a tremendous amount (voluntarily) for Heather and want nothing in return other than just general courtesy's, like a big hug and thank you. I mentioned I had bought new brakes for her and she asked what the price was, I said buy me a drink or two (they were 31.00 dollars) no big deal and trust me, what I did and do for her goes way beyond money. I do it because I feel she does struggle, I guess, or at least this is not a good time to buy another vehicle. But beyond that I have VERY deep feelings for this person. Why, I don't know but I know she knows my feelings and as I said as we were almost done, " I wouldn't do this for my wife (Heather said) would you do it for your girl friend (I said) you are my girl friend". We both started to laugh almost into tears.
What hurt me though was last night, when I walked in and went in to the end of the bar where she was talking with a newer girl for that venue, she never even said high, kissed me, introduced me to the new girl and totally ignored me the whole night.
I Just don't get it, maybe it's me or maybe I'm just to sensitive, but Heather did make a point of handing out the flyers she recived from the transgender group to every other person there but never even offered one to me.
I called two auto recycle yards (as they are called now), the first place wanted 700.00 and the second was 300.00. Heather as Joe came down on Thursday morning with his trailer so we could pick it up. I was uncertain about the condition so I checked a couple more rears that were in the yard but we decided to take the one we had.
Heather had to go back home to take Rain (his wife) to the doctors, I started to prep Heathers new "rear end" for installation. I found that the emergency brakes were shot so I went to the parts store and bought new ones for her and installed them.
Heather returned latter in the afternoon around 2 or so. We jacked up the car and got to work. I have a damaged shoulder that is now completely gone due to some stress I had incurred before but this job finished it. I also put out for the parts and with Heathers very capable help and her own experience we got her on the road after about 41/2 - 5 hours.
I've done a tremendous amount (voluntarily) for Heather and want nothing in return other than just general courtesy's, like a big hug and thank you. I mentioned I had bought new brakes for her and she asked what the price was, I said buy me a drink or two (they were 31.00 dollars) no big deal and trust me, what I did and do for her goes way beyond money. I do it because I feel she does struggle, I guess, or at least this is not a good time to buy another vehicle. But beyond that I have VERY deep feelings for this person. Why, I don't know but I know she knows my feelings and as I said as we were almost done, " I wouldn't do this for my wife (Heather said) would you do it for your girl friend (I said) you are my girl friend". We both started to laugh almost into tears.
What hurt me though was last night, when I walked in and went in to the end of the bar where she was talking with a newer girl for that venue, she never even said high, kissed me, introduced me to the new girl and totally ignored me the whole night.
I Just don't get it, maybe it's me or maybe I'm just to sensitive, but Heather did make a point of handing out the flyers she recived from the transgender group to every other person there but never even offered one to me.
