Some times it’s like I spend all day talk to thin air. Customer complaint about a machine not working properly. You explain it to them that they are doing something incorrectly. They say oh okay I get it. Then you back two weeks later explaining the exact same thing to the exact same person.
Kids just in one ear and out the other
But the wife! Oh boy!
I have spent YEARS saying almost every damn time we get in or out of a car DONT SLAM THE DOOR!
And almost every time she gets in or out of a vehicle she slams the fucking door, to the point now that it’s the same with the kids. BANG! Don’t Slam The Door
To be honest the chances of breaking something is pretty slim. Unless of course it’s an old car with some worn out weather striping then it’s BANG followed by a CRACK
Now I get to try and find a passenger door window for a fucking 1935 Plymouth.
Probably tons of them Around, right?.