Confession: I’m an angry mechanic. When things are fine, so am I. When things are not fine, I somehow manage to suddenly develop Intermittent Explosive Disorder. I’m known for being that guy who firmly believes that the key to breaking loose a rusted bolt is to swear at it like an enraged, drunken Scotsman until the damn thing either breaks or breaks loose. The hammer is my favorite tool in the box. And in one very notable incident, I almost threw a brake drum through a windshield after ripping my hand open nicely in a junkyard. Consider it a result of my conditioning: pretty much everybody who ever taught me anything about working on cars were the same exact way. My father went into a tirade that would’ve left Sam Kinison impressed after he dropped a C6 automatic onto his chest from out underneath a lifted Ford truck, and my stepfather could be a pipe-bomb of automotive-directed rage if things were going wrong. I guess I was young and impressionable.
While I should probably seek meditation, yoga or strong anti-psychotics for my issues, I still don’t hold a candle to what you’re seeing here. This is an advertisement for MyCarBudget, an Australian web service that was, as far as I can tell, supposed to assist people with the overall budgeting of a vehicle (it was discontinued in 2012, according to the website I was directed to.) And it’s a shame it was, too, because they produced spots like this: a man, fed up to his eyeballs with his Ford Festiva, goes completely WWE on the little econobox, kicking the bumper cap off, tearing the door off and elbow-dropping the car from the roof of a work van while scaring the daylights out of the local population…well, the ones that aren’t cheering him on, anyways. You may not be an angry mechanic like me, but if you can tell me you’ve never, not even once, considered this when working on a car, know that I don’t believe you for a second.
obviously staged
Thus the statement in the text :
‘ This is an advertisement for MyCarBudget, an Australian web service ‘