How you look!, not always determins what you have!!..LOL.

A few years back I saw the local bum collecting cans etc out of the bins down the main street.
As I was leaving to go home an hour or so later, I drove past him getting into a Benz.

Just never know who you can come across.

As they say you can never judge a book by its cover.
I had a great uncle that owned a couple of large farms in Tassie, he drove around in an old series 2 landrover, lived in the workers cottage, looked like no one owned him. But.....he was worth millions.
I am a country bumpkin that now lives in a small neighbourhood in WA. I own my own mechanical and filter business and yes I have been judged many a time for who I am...So what do I do...I just take my business elsewhere.
I always judge a person on who they are and not how they look.
Not having a go Axle....Know exactly what you mean.

Cheers
Simon.

The man I did my apprenticeship was like that. Drove a datson 720 ute, wore dunlop volleys, and got treated with disdain by most salesmen/auctioneers.
I was with him when we turned up at an auction in our work gear - in the 720- He got treated like an idiot by the suits, then quietly snapped up three adjoining blocks of riverfront land at Hamilton in Brisbane. He lived next to Sir Les Theiss on the river at Tennyson, and made every cent he had.

Doing house removals years ago. Rocked up at an old farm house. Fairly run down. Old bloke living by himself. Walking around in slippers, rubbish lying around the yard. Most of his stuff wasn't worth moving. We loaded the truck, had a coffee with him and chatted for a while. We were about to leave and he said "You guys seem decent, I've got something I'd like to show you". Took us out to the old shed (could've pushed it over if we tried). Opened the door, no locks or anything. In side was an old model T ford, an A model ford, A benz, a farrari, and a porshe. He'd been collecting them. Most only had a few thousand Kms on the clock. He started laughing and said "bet you didn't expect that, neither will my daughter when I decide to give them to her". The look on our faces would have been priceless. Would have loved to see his daughters face too.

Josh

90% of Range Rovers, BMW's, Mercedes etc are on drip feed and the "Owners " never get equity.

Just about everyone I know with an expensive car leases it and has to hand it back after 4 years, usually accompanied with a cheque to make up the difference.

You are definitely right in your title, Axle.

What's wrong with flanelette shirts?...lol.

My daily drive is a KE36 Corolla Wagon. Faded red paint, no headliner (took that out to bolt roof racks straight through the roof panel), the diff whine is louder than the engine and it has torn seats. I paid $250 for it 7 years ago and has cost me about $20 since. It runs on the oil that I drain from my wife's car. My neighbours all drive Mercs, Audi's, HSV's, and even a Ferrari (it's red just like my Corolla!)

The missus (and kids) mode of transport is a brand new Diesel Captiva CX. I own a 2007 Harley Softail. I own a two storey home on a big block 7kms from the Adelaide CBD, my kids (3) all go to private school. I don't owe anybody a cent.

I work Mon to Fri in a job that returns a 6 figure salary. My wife does the same although not as well paid, and then on weekends I drive trucks overnight up to the Mid North for a local transport company.

I'm 38 years of age, my wife is 33 and we had no silver spoon to kick start us into our married life. For the first few years when I was 23 and my wife 18, we were paying a mortgage on a tiny house out in the northern suburbs, I was still on apprentice wages and found it very hard to make ends meet.

Our first child came along not long after we married and in order to feed our baby boy, I'd go weeks eating nothing more than spags on toast and only one meal a day. It was "pay day" when we had enough empty containers to take back to cash in at the recycle yard to be able to buy bread and milk for us. Our son never went without. We don't smoke and don't drink.

Sorry if this sounds like self promotion but I just wanted to prove that you're right....never judge a book by it's cover.


Fab.

An uncle had a contract doing large renovations on the schools and decided retirement was about 12 months away and time to fulfill a lifelong dream and get the mercedes he always wanted.Business had been good for years and he was a cash buyer.His biggest problem was that he dropped into the dealership on his way home in his falcon wagon workhorse and khaki overalls.
He roamed around that dealership for 20 minutes and not one"can i help you sir"was offered and he left unimpressed by the lack of service and vowed not to spend his good money with them and ended up with a fairlane.
Those guys should not have judged a book by its cover.
Mark

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Reminds me Axle of a few years ago now, we went to the Channon Markets, near Nimbin, the stalls were in the middle of the oval manned by stall owner that lookliked they coldn't rub tow twenty cent pieces together and parked outside the fence were BMW's, Merc's, Range Rover's and other flash vehicles. Every now and then one of the stall owners would walk over one of these cars. These belonged to the stall owners.
Yes, you can't judge a book by it's cover.