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Les Schwab

I wouldn't trust or even let Les Shyster anywhere near my car after the incompetent repairs I received from their Vacaville CA. store. Then to add the insulting BS lip service I received from the manager about my alignment that was worse after then before, and trying to get it corrected. Screw that place!
 
@traintech55

So you make it home ok, Bill?

Or are ya still havin fun in the sun?? :poke:
Still having fun in the sun, (if you could call all the rain that is falling in the bay area). I am leaving on the 6th, stopping in Phoenix, and Albuquerque on the way home and will be back on the 11th.
 
Hello everyone, I know it has been a long time since I posted on the site, and I had an extremely good reason for it. I am posting the reason here because it happened on the trip to San Jose. The good news is the repairs I needed on the car went great, the bad news is the rest of the trip went totally downhill. As I posted earlier in other thread, I went out there to see what would happen with a certain lady, well I found out that the line from the Johnny Rivers song, "Secret Agent Man" is so true, "A pretty face can hide an evil mind" and the best way to say it is we are no longer seeing each other.

On March 5th, as I was loading my car to leave and come home, I took a bad fall down a flight of stairs, I broke my left arm in three places, and damaged the replacement of my left hip, and tore the tendon going from my back, and groin into my left leg. I did not pass out after the fall, but did pass out when they tried to place me on the back board, waking up in the emergency room. Thank the lord I did not hit my head, or break my neck, or spine. I was taken and admitted to Good Samaritan Hospital in San Jose, I did get good treatment from them, but was transferred to Plum Tree rehabilitation Center on the 7th. The care I received from them was absolutely terrible. They did not even address my broken arm until the 19th, and had surgery to repair it on the 20th. If any of you end up in a situation like I did DO NOT EVER USE THEM FOR CARE. I ended up walking out of the facility on the 31st Against Medical Advice.

I spent the next four days in a motel, until my son could fly out and drive me back to Chicago, (2500 miles). The trip took four days, and was pretty hard on both of us, I am very lucky to have good children. Now that I am home I have seen my doctors and am healing well, I start physical therapy next week and will have to go three times a week for the next six weeks.

For this reason I have decided to put my 1966 300 up for sale, I do not know how well I will end up after all this, but probably will not be able to work on it this year. I will post it here first in another thread when I can so look for it.

I really want to thank two members who I have become good friends with, John Miller, (Moparnutcase), and Alex Arcadia, (GG1). THEIR PHONE CALLS REALLY HELPED BEING STRANDED SO FAR AWAY FROM HOME ALL BY MYSELF.
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Holy ****, Bill!! What a nightmare!! Im glad you are back home and on the mend.

Stupid women and the things we do to get them. :mad:
 
Holy ****, Bill!! What a nightmare!! Im glad you are back home and on the mend.

Stupid women and the things we do to get them. :mad:
Thank you Mario, it is her loss, not mine. At least I found out how much of a B**CH she is before it went any farther.
 
Sorry to hear about the turn of events, sir. Glad you made it outta here in one piece. Did she at least help you get to the hospital?

Was this three months in by chance?

This guy has helped me understand many things amidst my recent fallout with my female counterpart. It's been an awakening...



 
Wow Bill! Sorry this happened to you.

At least you figured out early that she, let's just say, wasn't for you. Having had a couple of crazy bitches in my life, it's always best to rid yourself of them before they get their claws really deep in you.
 
Wow Bill! Sorry this happened to you.

At least you figured out early that she, let's just say, wasn't for you. Having had a couple of crazy bitches in my life, it's always best to rid yourself of them before they get their claws really deep in you.
Thanks John, I found out she had someone from out there on the side. She performed like crazy trying to get me to come home so she wouldn't get caught. It felt SO good to tell her we had nothing to ever talk about anymore. The best part is she has many female friends still in the Chicago area. So many of them are mad at what she did.
 
Sorry to hear about the turn of events, sir. Glad you made it outta here in one piece. Did she at least help you get to the hospital?

Was this three months in by chance?

This guy has helped me understand many things amidst my recent fallout with my female counterpart. It's been an awakening...




Thanks for sharing these, The first one is so true, and about what happened here, she had the nerve to ask me if I would shave off all my body hair, NO.
On the second one, he must have known my first wife, again anytime she tried to control me with sex, I just screwed another woman. At the end of the day you have to like yourself first above all others. I knew I wanted to break up with her two days before the accident, I should have just packed up and left early.
 
Bill, I'm glad you made it back home... really sorry to hear about the fun you had getting there. It sounds like you needed a good shyster lawyer to help investigate that step she greased.
 
Bill, I'm glad you made it back home... really sorry to hear about the fun you had getting there. It sounds like you needed a good shyster lawyer to help investigate that step she greased.
The shyster lawyer is already in the works. I could use another contribution to the retirement fund.
 
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Sounds like she needs a boy, not a man.
After 50 years of having sex, I know how to get a woman's motor running, (That is how I kept the two ex wives for 38 years). I gave her the perfect curse when we broke up, and told her she would never find another guy like me.
 
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