I pass by a junkyard every day on my way to and from work. They're hiring a delivery driver. I love cars. I love old broken shit. I hate my job. I kind of want to apply. I also really love not being poor anymore. So I'm torn.
Junkyards are badass. In high school I had revolving credit with two - we'd bring them cars, they wouldn't charge us for parts. They're also a common front for narcotics money laundering so if you're interested in criminal enterprise, there are worse avenues to pursue.
Yeah. That's actually the second biggest reason I'm hesitant, behind an expected cut in pay. Drugs are out of control where I live and there is a TON of people who steal any bit of metal that isn't bolted down and sell it to scrap collectors. As in, when you look at house listings on real estate sites, you'll often see noted "missing copper pipes" or "missing aluminum siding." Junk yards around here are pretty indiscriminate about their clients, so I'm sure I'd be dealing with meth heads and heroin addicts if I took this job. I honestly don't want any part of that. The guys that own this place seem pretty chill and upstanding though. So I dunno. I'm pretty torn.They're also a common front for narcotics money laundering so if you're interested in criminal enterprise, there are worse avenues to pursue.
Yeah... maybe not the best choice then. Save up a little and buy something old and broken. Then fix it. No quality of life hit with all the frustration of mechanicing! go with a shitty old bug. The thrashers are cheap, they don't cost much to fix, and the clean ones can be sold at a decent profit. Plus, there are very few parts on a beetle that can't be removed and replaced with a leatherman.