"perfect storm" of events..i almost blew a mental gasket.

[vash]

hahahha.

i almost lost it. big time. i have been trying to Craigslist a leica camera. every idiot out there has been calling me. "is it a real leica?" whatever.

out of the blue, a really nice lady calls. she has just survived cancer, and has always wanted a Leica M6, and thought my price was more than fair. we talked on the phone and she was comfortable enough to set up a meeting near her house. we chatted about everything. cancer, life, traveling, and our love of photography.

we hung up, and i rushed out to buy batteries for the light meter in the Leica. came home, put them in..and NOTHING! apparently, my light meter went kaputs. could be the batteries? i went out in the garage, grabbed my multi meter and sat down in my living room to check the batteries. yup..fresh batteries..did i install them backwards? checked the instructions..nope they are in..my light meter is BROKEN!! i look up, and my wife's cat is chewing my multi-meter cords into pieces..ARGGHHH!

my wife laughed at me trying to chase a lightning quick cat. i am soft and slow. i calmed down, and looked at my much diminished in value camera..and called the lady. what a bummer. she still wants to see it. i may just let her steal it from me at a very low price. like just the cost for the lens..

what a day. life is funny. a mere 10 minutes later, what seemed like such a big deal is just a stupid funny memory. whatever. camera is junk, multi meter junk..haha.

[vash]

i just renamed the cat..

"fergie"----->"last-cat"

[Oh Haha]

Have a cup of coffee and a Marlboro, Vash.

I've had days like that as well.


Hope all turns out well for you and the camera lady. (You ARE packing heat, right?)

[vash]

Originally Posted by Oh Haha

Have a cup of coffee and a Marlboro, Vash.

I've had days like that as well.


Hope all turns out well for you and the camera lady. (You ARE packing heat, right?)

I've walked the meeting area. I'll set up some snipers.

[legion]

I had a similar incident when I sold my 951.

Two days before I am to drive out to Austin to deliver the car, the Odometer goes kaput. I'd had this happen before. 924s, 944s, and 968's all have a problem with the odometer gear. It turns out that if you hit the trip reset button while the car is in motion, it strips the teeth from the plastic odometer gear. I had done this once before and had fixed it.

Now the seller had already freaked out a little on me after I'd bought my plane ticket home because it turned out that my Autotrader ad had been truncated (too many characters), and some of the maintenance stuff I'd listed didn't render on the ad. (It did all appear when I went to update the ad.) I'd sent him my spreadsheet of vehicle maintenance and he'd found a lot more than he'd originally seen. I think it might have been having the odometer gear changed before that freaked him out. I explained the problem with 944 odometer gears and said that this must have happened at least once before I even owned the vehicle as the title was stamped "mileage unknown". After a long discussion and once he discerned that I hadn't been trying to hide anything, he finally decided to proceed with the purchase.

So I pull the dash, pull the gauges, and come to find out that the odometer gear is just fine. The electronics in the gauge have failed. I'm of course worried that I'm going to blow the sale.

So I call the buyer immediately, let him know the problem, and tell him that I will order a replacement gauge for him but that I won't have time to install it. (Indeed, it arrived the night before I left.) Another long discussion, and again he agrees to proceed with the sale.

Then when I stop for gas in St. Louis, I discover that I have left my backpack with the car title (and toiletries, and a change of clothes) in Bloomington. No time to turn back. I left at 5 a.m. and expect to be in Austin around midnight, and I have an early flight back the next morning. I call the buyer again, whom I sure at this point thinks I'm an idiot. We agree that my wife will FedEx him the title. I call my wife again, and have her call me with the confirmation number when she has it. I call the buyer back with the FedEx confirmation number. Another disaster averted.

I call the buyer when I pull into the hotel. He comes 15 minutes later. I give him the keys. Then I return to the hotel and ask the front desk where the closest restaurant is. I haven't eaten since 11 a.m. and I'm famished. My pit stops consisted of piss, fuel, Mountain Dew for the past 13 hours. I'd slowed down in Oklahoma because of the constant construction. On the toll road to the airport, I'd been the only car on the road, and a state trooper decided to tail me for the last hour. I'd literally pull of to pay tolls, and he'd pull onto the shoulder and wait for me, then resume tailing me. I'd had to drive 64 mph that last hour. I end up eating a Pop Tart from the vending machine, and hand washing my clothes in the tub with bar soap.

[pwd72s]

Great test leads for your multimeter here:

Sears: Online department store featuring appliances, tools, fitness equipment and more

Sorry, can't solve camera problems..

[cantdrv55]

Dude, meet her inside a store like Starbucks and exchange money there.

Try decaf and get rid of that cat. Hey, are you gonna buy another bike with the cash?

[Arizona_928]

When I sold my n/a, it somehow had a dead battery when he came to pick it up.... he brought a trailer and It was good ridence. Never will buy a cheap porsche again.....


Is it crazy to scope out a meeting place early?! No indoor meetings, and have atleast three escape routes for me to show up.