scooterguitar
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:righton: So, I set out to use my PC with the cheap white pad to polish my chrome running rails on my Durango. I have tried many things on them before with no luck. See this car I bought in the dark a few years back. Yes, in the dark, I was looking for one and this one wa sloaded. After I got it, I started ot notice things like dents, scratches, dorr kinda not fit perfect,e tc. Hmm, musta been wrecked, oh well. Can't get out of it because I got it just before the gas prices started jumping. So that's a story for another day....
taped up my lower panels with newspaper, not gonna have splatter this time, especially with chrome polish!
I get out one of my favorites, good old Turtle chrome polish and set to work. Working good...
Cleaning up lots of the heavy crud on it...
Polishing...
Wow, I like this PC....:righton:
I decide to go again, but with Simichrome. See, recently I had a thread on chrome polish and told the world I didn't care for Simi, and I knew lots of people have raved about it for years. Remember, I'm a biker, I mean BIKER and I know 'bouts chromin' them thar parts 'o mine, and had tried Simi with negative or lesser results. So I was gonna waste through this tube of Simi liek no tomorrow, which would be today as I write this, but at that time it would have been tomorrow
Simi, hmm, doing pretty good, getting a cleaner polish from it...
polishing...
polishing....
stilll polishing...
smoke break....
back to polishing...
"dang, I wish I had a cutting pad, sure make it easier."
polishing...
and then tragedy strikes!
I got splatter of Simi in my eye! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
No biggie, have had lots of crazy stuff in my eyes through the years (no, don't even think it sickos!), no problems.
Then withina few seconds...BAM, it begins to burn, did I say burn, I mean BUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRNNNNNNN!
Man this hurts. The pain started, my vision became blurred.
I grab the tube of Evil, I mean Simi and go in the house. I can't friggin' read the label! I yell to my soon to be stepdaughter who is 7, she makes it though, "flush with water 15 minutes." Whew, ok, I'll be alright. Then she keeps reading, " fish", What?, "Fishing" What the heck, we aren't going fishing now! "No, fish." Spell it already! My eye is burning. "P-h-y-s.." Dang, says to call doctor immediately!
So after about then minutes of washing my eye; I then can't find my phone! Whew, found it. Call my Doc. "He's not in today." I explain my situtaion. "Go to ER." Well, I don't wanna waster hours in the ER, can you ask another Dr. please? "We'll try to find one and call you back."
I call my optomitrist. "Today is his day off." Carp! I mean crap, at this point I didn't care if I said carp or crap
"Hang on the line and we'll page him at home." Thanks. "He said if its getting better and you don't notice any vision loss, you'll should be ok, but if you want to, he will come right in and take a look at it." Dang, a dr. coming in just for me! I say no, I'll keep flushing it. They said, "call back at anytime and he will come in if you think its getting worse, or we'll get you in the AM before anyone else, up to you." Man, I like this Dr.! He has my business for life! Many, many brownie points in my book!
So, the pain starts to diminish after about 30 minutes. They did ask if I wore contacts, I said no, why? "Oh that's great, because if you did, the chemicals would probably form your contacts to bond with your eye!" Now how the heck would I get that off, I use gas to take of paint and such!
I go back to finsih up chrome polishing...with saftey goggles!:awesome:
polishing...
get done, rails look pretty darn good, huge improvement!
Close to two hours later...the clinic finally calls me back, gee thanks for caring..."They said flush with water or go to the ER." These people are so smart, S-M-R-T, smart, I mean S-M-A-R-T smart! "here's the number for poison control."
I call poison control...
The guy really treated me like I was king, at least on the phone! I felt like a chimpanzee who was shipped ot the United States illegally in a crate of coffee beans. Man, this guy had questions for me! In the end, said I shoudl be ok. Whew, I was gonna live! :righton: Poison Control even called me back a few hours later to see how I was doing! With this kind of service, man, I can't wait to catch some contagious Guatamalan version of China's bird flu! I will be KING!
Now, where the heck are my smokes?
So kids, what's the moral of the story...Simichrome is the Devil!
Feel free to retitle this little adventure of mine, some I played with are:
"PC, friend or foe?"
"PC now stands for Poison Control"
"Simichrome, made in Hell!"
"A day in the life of..."
Anyways, thanks for listening and if you laughed at any of my plight, it proves your just sick!
taped up my lower panels with newspaper, not gonna have splatter this time, especially with chrome polish!
I get out one of my favorites, good old Turtle chrome polish and set to work. Working good...
Cleaning up lots of the heavy crud on it...
Polishing...
Wow, I like this PC....:righton:
I decide to go again, but with Simichrome. See, recently I had a thread on chrome polish and told the world I didn't care for Simi, and I knew lots of people have raved about it for years. Remember, I'm a biker, I mean BIKER and I know 'bouts chromin' them thar parts 'o mine, and had tried Simi with negative or lesser results. So I was gonna waste through this tube of Simi liek no tomorrow, which would be today as I write this, but at that time it would have been tomorrow
Simi, hmm, doing pretty good, getting a cleaner polish from it...
polishing...
polishing....
stilll polishing...
smoke break....
back to polishing...
"dang, I wish I had a cutting pad, sure make it easier."
polishing...
and then tragedy strikes!
I got splatter of Simi in my eye! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
No biggie, have had lots of crazy stuff in my eyes through the years (no, don't even think it sickos!), no problems.
Then withina few seconds...BAM, it begins to burn, did I say burn, I mean BUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRNNNNNNN!
Man this hurts. The pain started, my vision became blurred.I grab the tube of Evil, I mean Simi and go in the house. I can't friggin' read the label! I yell to my soon to be stepdaughter who is 7, she makes it though, "flush with water 15 minutes." Whew, ok, I'll be alright. Then she keeps reading, " fish", What?, "Fishing" What the heck, we aren't going fishing now! "No, fish." Spell it already! My eye is burning. "P-h-y-s.." Dang, says to call doctor immediately!
So after about then minutes of washing my eye; I then can't find my phone! Whew, found it. Call my Doc. "He's not in today." I explain my situtaion. "Go to ER." Well, I don't wanna waster hours in the ER, can you ask another Dr. please? "We'll try to find one and call you back."
I call my optomitrist. "Today is his day off." Carp! I mean crap, at this point I didn't care if I said carp or crap
"Hang on the line and we'll page him at home." Thanks. "He said if its getting better and you don't notice any vision loss, you'll should be ok, but if you want to, he will come right in and take a look at it." Dang, a dr. coming in just for me! I say no, I'll keep flushing it. They said, "call back at anytime and he will come in if you think its getting worse, or we'll get you in the AM before anyone else, up to you." Man, I like this Dr.! He has my business for life! Many, many brownie points in my book!So, the pain starts to diminish after about 30 minutes. They did ask if I wore contacts, I said no, why? "Oh that's great, because if you did, the chemicals would probably form your contacts to bond with your eye!" Now how the heck would I get that off, I use gas to take of paint and such!
I go back to finsih up chrome polishing...with saftey goggles!:awesome:
polishing...
get done, rails look pretty darn good, huge improvement!
Close to two hours later...the clinic finally calls me back, gee thanks for caring..."They said flush with water or go to the ER." These people are so smart, S-M-R-T, smart, I mean S-M-A-R-T smart! "here's the number for poison control."
I call poison control...
The guy really treated me like I was king, at least on the phone! I felt like a chimpanzee who was shipped ot the United States illegally in a crate of coffee beans. Man, this guy had questions for me! In the end, said I shoudl be ok. Whew, I was gonna live! :righton: Poison Control even called me back a few hours later to see how I was doing! With this kind of service, man, I can't wait to catch some contagious Guatamalan version of China's bird flu! I will be KING!
Now, where the heck are my smokes?
So kids, what's the moral of the story...Simichrome is the Devil!
Feel free to retitle this little adventure of mine, some I played with are:
"PC, friend or foe?"
"PC now stands for Poison Control"
"Simichrome, made in Hell!"
"A day in the life of..."
Anyways, thanks for listening and if you laughed at any of my plight, it proves your just sick!
