[shuh-grin] noun, verb, -grined or -grinned, -grin·ing or -grin·ning.
1. a feeling of vexation, marked by disappointment or humiliation.
Time for a sentence…
Much to Benny’s chagrin, I cleaned out the yukon and threw away a bunch of shit. Well…at least Benny’s future chagrin. I don’t think he knows yet. Rewind a month or two. We borrowed a pressure washer from a friend, (which, coincidentally, I ended up spooning for a bit when we road out Irene on the boat, and I mean I spooned the pressure washer, not the friend) and in order to make the most of our cleaning session, I had Benny pull everything out of the boat so that we could really go crazy. Logically, I assumed that, as the boat was full of mostly things from the previous owner, a lot of things would go in the trash, and some things we would keep around for a while.
Not such the case. Benny leaves for class, and I show up at the marina to find a dock full of stuff. Thank god no one really comes down there a lot, because you literally couldn’t make it to the end of the dock. I have pics somewhere, but it currently eludes me. Anyway, right about that time, the clouds start to roll in, and in comes a storm. 7 dock cart loads later, the sailboat is empty, and my Yukon is full. I now own a full size SUV capable of seating one. Any way, Yukon gets parked at the marina, Benny gets a key, and off I go in to the sunset, assuming it will get taken care of.
A month and a half later, the marina is threatening to tow the truck, so down I go to get it back, and move it to the house. Still full of shit. To the roof. Still a one seater. Friday I needed my tools, which were buried under the ton and a half of random sailboat crap in the back of the yukon. I backed it up in the driveway, unloaded everything, and started over. Obviously, the old A4 was still in the back, so now that’s in the driveway awaiting cleaning and long term storage until I decide to rebuild it. My 60 gallon trash can is full. The recycle bin is full. I’m glad I did it though. For one, it’s nice to have the truck back, even though it’s still full of all the useful stuff. Two, I have a newfound respect for the guy who owned this boat prior to Benny.
I’ve never seen so much redundancy and preparedness. Most of the things I need for the engine, he has two and three of laying around. I came up with 4 ignition coils. 3 full sets of ignition wires, 4 sets of spark plugs, two distributor caps, 4 sets of points and three water pump impellers. All of this is brand new, still in the packaging. I also scored two sets of carburetor rebuild kits. It was awesome…Christmas in September. I’ve highlighted a couple interesting items below, including an old lamp labeled “Made in The People’s Republic of China,” which I’ve never seen before, and an old style round scuba mask, which I’m totally going to clean up and rock when I scrape the bottom.
Now I only hope that the trash men show up before Benny does…