Today’s Clovers 6/01/2025

Here’s the thing… I suspect that a lot of the clovers are not unaware of the fact that they are holding up a line of cars. They are doing it because they enjoy it. They think you are attempting to drive too fast, hence unsafely, and they take it upon themselves to police your speed.

I try to be a decent person, but I cannot but wish death on these overgrown hall monitors. They are no doubt the ones who reported on you for not wearing “your” mask a few short years ago. Subhuman simpletons.

I was driving in my neighborhood recently with my wife in the passenger seat. I of course slowly ran the useless neighborhood stop sign when I saw that the coast was clear.

This was too much for Mr. Neighborly who lives on that intersection. It angered him that I did not come to a complete stop for the required 3 seconds before proceeding. I didn’t see him, but my wife told me he raised his hands in the air as if to say “WTF man!” while pointing at the all important sign that must be obeyed.

When she told me this, I stopped and backed up to discuss it further with Mr. Neighborly. I got out of the car and told him I noticed that he made some sort of hand gesture at my wife and that I was wondering if he thought it was a good idea to insult her in such a way.

“Uh uh stammer stammer…” he said nervously.

I asked him politely to please address me and me alone if he has any further issues in the future and to kindly leave my wife out of it. He agreed that was a good idea.

I have them show up every day at my shop now. Only they do the opposite after driving 15 miles under the speed limit. The Clovers here want ‘instant-on-demand’ auto service. It usually goes like this:

ME: Leave your car with me,and pick it up this evening or tomorrow. I will call you when it is done.
CLOVER: I only need a ‘shtiiicker’! (cloverese for State Inspection)
ME: All my work is done 1st come, 1st serve. Leave your vehicle and I will work it in with those already here ahead of yours.
CLOVER: But I have to wait own it, I can’t leeev it, I only got wun car.
ME: Okay, you may leave your car any weekday that you can arrange a ride, and pick it up the following weekday.
CLOVER: You’re rude! I’m goin’ somewheres else!

Sometimes it’s worse, and I just have to get up and walk out of the office, go back to work in the shop, and just ignore them. Eventually they figure it out and leave.

I don’t get how this ‘instant gratification’ car service crap came into being the norm. I’ve never done it in over 25 years of business, and it never worked that way when I was growing up.

I have also found that those who can’t do something as basic as arrange a ride, are also going to be difficult to deal with in untold numbers of other ways.
If what I have to offer isn’t going to meet their needs, there are dozens of shops all over the area they can go to.
The reality is, they already have been to other shops, and can’t get what they want, when they want it, there either.

One clover told me last week that I was ‘required by LAW to have her car done by 5:00!

I laughed at her so hard I about died, lol! Clovers are so full of shit and will say anything in an attempt to get what they want when they want it!

At the same time, they will also be the ones holding up a conga-line of traffic 15 cars long, just because they have nowhere to go, and all day to get there!

Speaking of not being able to change tires, there is a AAA commercial running where 5 of so young adults are in a day outing in nature. They discover a flat tire, freak out and it all turns into Lord of the Flies and Survivor, but one of them calls AAA to fix the tire. To be fair cars don’t have full size spares, but there is a learned helplessness

It’s interesting that the posted speed limit on the 4 lane stretch of road is only 45 mph. It’s also horrifying that that Subaru chrps at you at all times while driving. I would be ready to smash the instrument panel and all the speakers in that car before I got out.

Is there any way to turn that safety assist shit off?

My mom learned to drive in the 1930s. She was cognizant of the physics of driving.
We had a curved banked road just like your first video, dropped you downhill into our town. Mom told me during a learner permit trip “just start down at the speed limit 45 and you won’t need to touch the brakes till the light at the bottom”. Sure enough, the road grade and banked curves (road was built in the late 30s) did the trick, they actually thought out and designed roads with smarts back then.

She would shake her head at the brake riders in front of us “what a waste of brakes”.

My wife is the timid “we’re not in any rush dear” type. I’ve explained I didn’t sign over the right to waste my time to that inconsiderate moron in front of us. Like you say, it really screws up traffic flow as well.

A in-law’s Maverick is the color of the Clover’s in video #2.

My wife’s relation was so horny for the vehicle that he paid a dealer insider $15k above sticker to get the truck with a few hundred miles on the odometer.

We had to pass him on the right driving back from a family gathering. Maybe it is something about the model/color.