The Old Style BMW driver is still alive and well
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The Old Style BMW driver is still alive and well
I was thinking that the BMW Stereotype had been diluted out, put to bed, gone, dispersed into Audi's, Merc's and the like, but no, yesterday I happened upon an old style BMW driver (Bavaraius Odi-Tosserus).
I was in the local Thresher, a glittering palace of inebriating delights, it was a bout 2pm (off work this week) and was organising booze, glasses and ice for my wifes 40th party, matey comes in, about 5 ft 6, about 40, I was discussing the finer points with the lady in there, it was obvious we were talking and he just butts in, stands in between us almost, close enough for me to be blinded by the glare off his suit, sunglasses on, reeking of **** (Cigarettes that is) and aftershave, he blurts "GOT ANY GROLSCH" at the girl at top volume, so she breaks off from our conversation to check it shes got any Grolsch. I was taken aback at the lack of manners until the girl comes out and apologizes that they did not have any Grolsch, I had moved a little to assist his exit but he obviously assumed I was still in the same place and with his sunglasses on he didnt clock me until he walked into me, I mean really most people dont miss me, over 6ft and 16 stone of, er well, Im no waif.
What bothered me was his single minded, almost autistic desire for Grolsch, I mean its not even that good, he bypasses Peroni, Leffe, Staropramen and all manner of premium beers, even good old wife beater got ignored in his single minded determination for Grolsch, I for one dont really like Grolsch but i will never drink it again, as I will always think of Shiny Suit BMW man.
So he bumps into me, doesn't apologize, just makes a frustrated noise and goes around me, stomps out of the shop to the sanctity of his chariot, an 06 plate bog spec 320d which was parked blocking the pavement on double yellow lines, he screws it off leaving a pall of black diesel smoke, I dont think he was from round our way, if he was he would have known about the aggressive speed hump he hit at about 40 mph.
So, there was me thinking that the old core BMW driver was long gone, but no, he is still out there.
On a lighter note, was in the town centre, it being Cheshire it was full of Astons, Ferraris, Porsches, etc etc, yawn, what got me car perving was a mint 1980's 2 door 325i with Alpina wheels, subtle factory kit, utterly immaculate, mile deep black paint, not a mark on it, in a land of newer/more expensive= better it was nice to see an oldie making some of the newer stuff look dowdy.
I was in the local Thresher, a glittering palace of inebriating delights, it was a bout 2pm (off work this week) and was organising booze, glasses and ice for my wifes 40th party, matey comes in, about 5 ft 6, about 40, I was discussing the finer points with the lady in there, it was obvious we were talking and he just butts in, stands in between us almost, close enough for me to be blinded by the glare off his suit, sunglasses on, reeking of **** (Cigarettes that is) and aftershave, he blurts "GOT ANY GROLSCH" at the girl at top volume, so she breaks off from our conversation to check it shes got any Grolsch. I was taken aback at the lack of manners until the girl comes out and apologizes that they did not have any Grolsch, I had moved a little to assist his exit but he obviously assumed I was still in the same place and with his sunglasses on he didnt clock me until he walked into me, I mean really most people dont miss me, over 6ft and 16 stone of, er well, Im no waif.
What bothered me was his single minded, almost autistic desire for Grolsch, I mean its not even that good, he bypasses Peroni, Leffe, Staropramen and all manner of premium beers, even good old wife beater got ignored in his single minded determination for Grolsch, I for one dont really like Grolsch but i will never drink it again, as I will always think of Shiny Suit BMW man.
So he bumps into me, doesn't apologize, just makes a frustrated noise and goes around me, stomps out of the shop to the sanctity of his chariot, an 06 plate bog spec 320d which was parked blocking the pavement on double yellow lines, he screws it off leaving a pall of black diesel smoke, I dont think he was from round our way, if he was he would have known about the aggressive speed hump he hit at about 40 mph.
So, there was me thinking that the old core BMW driver was long gone, but no, he is still out there.
On a lighter note, was in the town centre, it being Cheshire it was full of Astons, Ferraris, Porsches, etc etc, yawn, what got me car perving was a mint 1980's 2 door 325i with Alpina wheels, subtle factory kit, utterly immaculate, mile deep black paint, not a mark on it, in a land of newer/more expensive= better it was nice to see an oldie making some of the newer stuff look dowdy.
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I gave a Impreza driver a W**ker sign yesturday - was overtaking in a right turn area on a busy road, with oncomming traffic, whilst going past a school...."just" to get behind another Impreza that was one car ahead
...I was driving a BMW at the time
...I was driving a BMW at the time
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I was thinking that the BMW Stereotype had been diluted out, put to bed, gone, dispersed into Audi's, Merc's and the like, but no, yesterday I happened upon an old style BMW driver (Bavaraius Odi-Tosserus).
I was in the local Thresher, a glittering palace of inebriating delights, it was a bout 2pm (off work this week) and was organising booze, glasses and ice for my wifes 40th party, matey comes in, about 5 ft 6, about 40, I was discussing the finer points with the lady in there, it was obvious we were talking and he just butts in, stands in between us almost, close enough for me to be blinded by the glare off his suit, sunglasses on, reeking of **** (Cigarettes that is) and aftershave, he blurts "GOT ANY GROLSCH" at the girl at top volume, so she breaks off from our conversation to check it shes got any Grolsch. I was taken aback at the lack of manners until the girl comes out and apologizes that they did not have any Grolsch, I had moved a little to assist his exit but he obviously assumed I was still in the same place and with his sunglasses on he didnt clock me until he walked into me, I mean really most people dont miss me, over 6ft and 16 stone of, er well, Im no waif.
What bothered me was his single minded, almost autistic desire for Grolsch, I mean its not even that good, he bypasses Peroni, Leffe, Staropramen and all manner of premium beers, even good old wife beater got ignored in his single minded determination for Grolsch, I for one dont really like Grolsch but i will never drink it again, as I will always think of Shiny Suit BMW man.
So he bumps into me, doesn't apologize, just makes a frustrated noise and goes around me, stomps out of the shop to the sanctity of his chariot, an 06 plate bog spec 320d which was parked blocking the pavement on double yellow lines, he screws it off leaving a pall of black diesel smoke, I dont think he was from round our way, if he was he would have known about the aggressive speed hump he hit at about 40 mph.
So, there was me thinking that the old core BMW driver was long gone, but no, he is still out there.
On a lighter note, was in the town centre, it being Cheshire it was full of Astons, Ferraris, Porsches, etc etc, yawn, what got me car perving was a mint 1980's 2 door 325i with Alpina wheels, subtle factory kit, utterly immaculate, mile deep black paint, not a mark on it, in a land of newer/more expensive= better it was nice to see an oldie making some of the newer stuff look dowdy.
I was in the local Thresher, a glittering palace of inebriating delights, it was a bout 2pm (off work this week) and was organising booze, glasses and ice for my wifes 40th party, matey comes in, about 5 ft 6, about 40, I was discussing the finer points with the lady in there, it was obvious we were talking and he just butts in, stands in between us almost, close enough for me to be blinded by the glare off his suit, sunglasses on, reeking of **** (Cigarettes that is) and aftershave, he blurts "GOT ANY GROLSCH" at the girl at top volume, so she breaks off from our conversation to check it shes got any Grolsch. I was taken aback at the lack of manners until the girl comes out and apologizes that they did not have any Grolsch, I had moved a little to assist his exit but he obviously assumed I was still in the same place and with his sunglasses on he didnt clock me until he walked into me, I mean really most people dont miss me, over 6ft and 16 stone of, er well, Im no waif.
What bothered me was his single minded, almost autistic desire for Grolsch, I mean its not even that good, he bypasses Peroni, Leffe, Staropramen and all manner of premium beers, even good old wife beater got ignored in his single minded determination for Grolsch, I for one dont really like Grolsch but i will never drink it again, as I will always think of Shiny Suit BMW man.
So he bumps into me, doesn't apologize, just makes a frustrated noise and goes around me, stomps out of the shop to the sanctity of his chariot, an 06 plate bog spec 320d which was parked blocking the pavement on double yellow lines, he screws it off leaving a pall of black diesel smoke, I dont think he was from round our way, if he was he would have known about the aggressive speed hump he hit at about 40 mph.
So, there was me thinking that the old core BMW driver was long gone, but no, he is still out there.
On a lighter note, was in the town centre, it being Cheshire it was full of Astons, Ferraris, Porsches, etc etc, yawn, what got me car perving was a mint 1980's 2 door 325i with Alpina wheels, subtle factory kit, utterly immaculate, mile deep black paint, not a mark on it, in a land of newer/more expensive= better it was nice to see an oldie making some of the newer stuff look dowdy.
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Doesn't surprise me, my missus is Alderley Edge born and bred, yet now detests the place for what it has become. Or more accurately, for the sort of wannabe people that inhabit the place.
Mind you, 15 years ago, yer man would probably have been driving a Cavalier or Sierra 1.6L. Drove to London last week and was amazed at the sheer number of Beemers with jackets on hangers in the back on the motorway fast lane. Virtually all 320d's or 520d's too. Although I suppose it isn't surprising considering 3 series' are now easily outselling Mondeos.
Maybe the BMW stereotype is still alive though. I've just bought my first ever Beemer, and have noticed that with total honesty, I consciously seem to use my indicators less, that not many people let me out of junctions any more, and try and have a little race at the lights as well. Most of which drive Bee Em's too.
Mind you, 15 years ago, yer man would probably have been driving a Cavalier or Sierra 1.6L. Drove to London last week and was amazed at the sheer number of Beemers with jackets on hangers in the back on the motorway fast lane. Virtually all 320d's or 520d's too. Although I suppose it isn't surprising considering 3 series' are now easily outselling Mondeos.
Maybe the BMW stereotype is still alive though. I've just bought my first ever Beemer, and have noticed that with total honesty, I consciously seem to use my indicators less, that not many people let me out of junctions any more, and try and have a little race at the lights as well. Most of which drive Bee Em's too.
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Perhaps he was tired of waiting while you was chunnering away to the shop girl,when you should be buying beer and getting out of the way.....
If people like a certain taste of beer,there is nothing wrong with not buying an alternative,just because they have walked into the shop..That is just knowing what you want and not accepting anything else..
Its a bit like wanting an Evo then accepting a scooby instead..
I have had scoobs and Bmw's...both excellent cars...
If BMW owners are 40 something's in cheap suits that smell of aftershave and tabs,the scoob owners are baldy tossers with tats..that smell of BO and wear cheap trainers..
If people like a certain taste of beer,there is nothing wrong with not buying an alternative,just because they have walked into the shop..That is just knowing what you want and not accepting anything else..
Its a bit like wanting an Evo then accepting a scooby instead..
I have had scoobs and Bmw's...both excellent cars...
If BMW owners are 40 something's in cheap suits that smell of aftershave and tabs,the scoob owners are baldy tossers with tats..that smell of BO and wear cheap trainers..
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