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Joined: 06-20-2011
Posts: 737
From: Savanna Illinois
My high school metal shop teacher had a Volvo. He had been born and raised in Hawaii. Part of the deal to get into a good college in Hawaii was you had to be at least 1/3 Japanese. It cost a lot so you needed a wealthy sponsor.
He had an uncle in Japan who did sponsor him, he had to agree to work in his uncles factory, for next to nothing, in Japan, for 4 years after he graduated.
When his time as an indentured servant was up he got his teaching certificate and moved to northwest Wisconsin to teach metal shop.
The pay was better so he bought the Volvo new. One day he brought his car to a shop for a tuneup. The mechanic put the wrong spark plugs in the engine and stripped the threads in three of the cylinders.
It became a class project to tear the engine down and fix it.
Somehow while the car was supposed to be in the metal shop it got disassembled and put on the roof of the school. Naturally no one knew how it had managed to get up there. I was told that if it were back on the ground by the next morning no questions asked and no charges would be pressed.
Why he came to me is beyond my comprehension but the next day the car was sitting on the ground outside the shop again, no worse for wear.
We finished up fixing the engine and put it in later that week.
He had an uncle in Japan who did sponsor him, he had to agree to work in his uncles factory, for next to nothing, in Japan, for 4 years after he graduated.
When his time as an indentured servant was up he got his teaching certificate and moved to northwest Wisconsin to teach metal shop.
The pay was better so he bought the Volvo new. One day he brought his car to a shop for a tuneup. The mechanic put the wrong spark plugs in the engine and stripped the threads in three of the cylinders.
It became a class project to tear the engine down and fix it.
Somehow while the car was supposed to be in the metal shop it got disassembled and put on the roof of the school. Naturally no one knew how it had managed to get up there. I was told that if it were back on the ground by the next morning no questions asked and no charges would be pressed.
Why he came to me is beyond my comprehension but the next day the car was sitting on the ground outside the shop again, no worse for wear.
We finished up fixing the engine and put it in later that week.
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Joined: 02-19-2012
Posts: 1,015
From: Northern California
An eight year old boy is walking down the road one day when a car pulls over next to him. “If you get in the car,” the driver says, “I’ll give you $10 and a piece of candy.”
The boy refuses and keeps on walking. A few moments later, not to take no for an answer, the man driving the car pulls over again. “How about $20 and two pieces of candy?” The boy tells the man to leave him alone and keeps on walking. Still further down the road the man pulls over to the side road. “Ok,” he says, “This is my final offer. I’ll give you $50 and all the candy you can eat.”
The little boy stops, goes to the car and leans in. “Look,” he shouts to the driver. “You bought the damned Volvo, Dad. You’ll just have to live with it!”
The boy refuses and keeps on walking. A few moments later, not to take no for an answer, the man driving the car pulls over again. “How about $20 and two pieces of candy?” The boy tells the man to leave him alone and keeps on walking. Still further down the road the man pulls over to the side road. “Ok,” he says, “This is my final offer. I’ll give you $50 and all the candy you can eat.”
The little boy stops, goes to the car and leans in. “Look,” he shouts to the driver. “You bought the damned Volvo, Dad. You’ll just have to live with it!”
