By it, I mean the general term “wrenching” for anything involving working on cars. I don’t know why it bothers me. It just does. It feels reductive. I mean, hell, I’ve literally been working on cars probably longer than most Oppo’s have been alive (roughly 35 years at this point) and I never called it wrenching. That would make mechanics wrenchers? That sounds painful. I give David the props he deserves for what he does, but man, this article grinds my gears. It’s that term. I don’t know. Maybe it’s a non-California thing (I grew up mostly in Cali, on military bases).
I also take significant umbrage against the title. “How to make wrenching fun.” Some people, a select few, will be able to be drawn into working on cars as a hobby. But lets face it, there are people that want to do it, people that could want to do it, and people who just aren’t going to give a crap. Let’s face it, I’m not going to get into painting, but there are people in both of the other categories.
I don’t know. It bothers me. It shouldn’t. Am I wrong?
The article in question.
I can admit that I may be suffering from a bit of the Curse of Knowledge (real thing, I did not make that up, and while it sounds awesome, it’s not) because I’ve been doing it so long, fixing things is second nature to me. I have never experienced, in my memory, that fear that he talks about. I didn’t have anything to get over. I literally started (there’s photographic proof) working on cars with my dad at four or five years old. True, he did all the heavy lifting, but I was ratcheting in head bolts while in the engine bay. It’s just a thing that I do. I’d never remodeled a kitchen before this house, but I never felt any trepidation when we decided I was going to do it. I just did it.
So in the end, this is probably my issue. Sorry for wasting your time. Try no to go about wrenching things. It sounds painful.