Old ways die hard... Was raised in a blue collar working class family, fixed stuff ourselves, worked hard, and saved every cent we could. Even when I don't need to, fixing stuff myself is a matter of personal pride. So here I sit, a creaky 70 years old, still driving diesels and doing my own maintenance when I could buy any car in a VW showroom cash and wasting lots of gas might help burn up that social security check they made me take. Live in a house I paid $40,000 cash for a decade ago, heat with wood and see no need to get a dishwasher either. Refrigerator came with the house and if that dies the 30+ year old one from my old house still works, same with the washing machines. My closet and dresser are dominated by decades old jeans, coats, and long underwear because they're warm and comfy, and still pissed that they made me buy a new digital TV a decade ago.
I tried to fit in, responding to a VW executive's admonishment that we cheapskate TDI drivers could afford Audis I tried to buy one. It was a disaster, once you know that Audis are mostly built outa VW parts the mythical Audi "experience" is ruined, no wonder most of the Audi salespeople won't talk to me anymore. They didn't like my expectation of at least 20% off of list, either... Heck, I was just trying to help them with their excess inventory during the pandemic shutdown. This while much of their alleged inventory was MIA, perhaps repo's by their flooring financer? Hey, I was just tryin' to help...
But I really do need to change, at the rate I'm scrounging by I'll be a millionaire by the time I die without even trying. So I really need to spend my money, 'specially 'cause my heirs shouldn't be trusted with cash. so let's see- Maybe I need to buy a warehouse, then fill it with stick shift cars, two stroke motorcycles, and a few big trucks with 2 stick transmissions. Heat the place with wood, and to make sure my heirs can find all their inheritance, put my will and instructions on an old 'nix computer with a command line interface...
