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twentynine 12-06-2008 04:06 AM

One of them Days
 
Had one of them days!Started out bad. Fishing podnahs suppose to be at my home for a 0430 departure. Called them at 0415 with a wake up call. They replied "On the Way". The two guys live about 1 mile down the road and they are the young type that require nothing beyond a good pee, to be ready. 45 minutes later they are still no where to be seen, call their cell phone, "we are almost there". Also telling me they had to drop off a truck for repair, stop at a store ( none on the way to my house, so where did they go?) get breakfast. They get to my place at 0500 through the stuff in the truck and we are off. This is one of those spend a little time with the guys trips for me, one of the guys is the young man who I hired to cut my grass, the other is a young man I call when I need heavy lifting done. As nicely as I could I tell them, I don't require them to pay for anything, not gas, not bait, not launch, I even bring the drinks, ice and snacks. But they do need to respect me enough to get to the house on time, after all I was up at 0330, got the boat packed and ready, ate breakfast, coffe, constitution and walked the dog. All they had to do was roll out and drive 1 mile, get in the truck, and as usual go back to sleep, while I drive.Both were adament in their apology, and then they broke out the bisquits they had bought at the store for breakfast. Ham, eggs, bacon man them things smelled good. I right away noticed a problem, they had two bisquits not three, ugh-- somebody is odd man out. I asked if they had bought a bisquit for me, reply no Mr 29, we didn't have time. How much longer does it take to say three bisquits instead of two bisquits? Well no matter I ate breakfast, plain cherios and skim milk, yum!Launch the boat in 20 MPH winds and 40*. So while they are parking the truck I try to get my bibs and parker on, it's gone! I look up and knothead #2 is walking across the parking lot wearing them. Ugh-- problem number 3, he tells me he didn't bring any cold weather gear. By now I am slightly on edge, tell him to strip my gear and either get his arse in the boat, or sit in the truck for the day, I didn't care which. I get my gear he gets in the boat and away we go, that dude must be dying, I got insulated stuff on and I am still cold, he's got a jacket and jeans. By the time we get the first spot he is turning blue. I have mercy on him and break out the emergency chemical heat packs.At the first spot we didn't fish because I noticed birds working about 1/2 mile up the canal. Headed over, deployed the trolling motor, turn to grab my rod. Knot head #2 got one of my rods, specificly the one I was going for, I figure he was just handing it to me. So I grab it out of his hand, free the line and cast. I did notice a forlorn look in his eye, but I thought it was his brain being cold. I make the first cast and down goes the bobber, first trout in the boat. I hit the foot peddle on the trolling motor and it goes BANG! sparks and smoke fly out of the control head, not good. Trolling motor dead! In the stiff wind, without a trolling motor, no way are we going to maintain position on these fish. In the mean time I notice Knot head #2 is in my tackle box, not unusual, they never have tackle for fishing, they don't even bring a box, just rods. Well he grabs a $7 Redbone's Speculizer, ties it on and he's ready. then I notice he's using my rod with the braided line, it was setup to fish a jig head. I ask him, where are your rods he tells me I didn't bring any. I ask him why he didn't tell me before we left my home, I have a couple of dozen rods to equip him with? He shruggs and cast. In the mean time I have laid my rod down on the front deck to deal with the trolling motor, Knot head #1 came forward to ASSIST me. All we could do was unplug it and fold it back into the boat. Grab my rod to continue fishing while I could, uhhhh- the top 18" is broken off the rod. Now I am getting a little peaved.Knot head #2 begins telling me that he has a new girlfriend (first one I think). A few minutes later his cell phone began going off, ring, ring, ring, or donky-dink with a text message. He makes a cast, while the bait is in the water, he's talking on the cell or returning a text. The third time I retrieved my bait with his line wrapped around it in a big mess, I kindly told him, to either fish and put up the phone or put up the rod and talk on the phone. He makes a smart remark keeps on doing what he was doing.Then I notice that Knot head #2 is fishing live bait under a bobber. I kinda wondered how he swapped rigs so fast.He has ripped the rubber shrimp off the Speculizer, I had glued it on with super glue, and the shrimp are one of a kind, the shrimp goes bad the bait is finished. $7 bait casted twice then ruined, I am now not happy, ask him about it and he holds up the shreaded remanins of the dayglow shrimp. Says "I saved it to put back on."My line is out, feel someting working on it, I set the hook, strange it feels funny, not fishy. In the boat comes my line and bait along with about 25 yards of #2's line, bare hooks, knotted up like you ain't never seen. I sit down to untangle-retie the mess. All the while #2 is talking on the phone text messaging and laughing at me trying to get the mess sorted out. Now i have to say Knothead #1 has got the message a few minutes ago, he is fishing, minding his own business, contributing to the operation. #2 is being a arse. I had one of those brain hemorrages, whirled around on #2 and told him I was going to thow him hisphone and his sh!tfaced attitude into the marsh, sit back watch the mullets try to eat him. He now understands that, being late, not buying me a bisquit,taking my clothes, taking my rod, abussing my tackle, being in the way, not paying attention, causing every one a head ache has done pushed me over the edge.Low and behold inspite of the trouble I managed to find a spot favorable to wind and tide, we got a short trout bite on. Not bigones, but the make the measure, and they are coming into the boat one every five minutes or so. In between we are getting a bunch of shorts to throw back. I notice #2 is now fishing with one of #1's rods, fine by me. Long as he leaves my stuff alone. I pick up the rod #2 was using, with intention ofrerigging it to the original jig head, I cut the shattered remains of the $7 bait off, tie the 1/4 ounce jig head back on. Bait it with a day glow shad plastic, and make a cast. Right away I notice a problem, they ain't no handle on the reel, it's gone, how could I not notice that before. So I ask #2, what happened to the handle? he replies that I had the handle on the wrong side for him touse, so he swapped it around, sometime during the time he was using it, the backing nut fell off and the handle come loose. So I asked"where are the parts". He replied "I don't know." Also making a smart arse comment about my"cheap arse gear". Well, all I can say is I did not kill him, nor did I do any physical harm to him, but he knows he will never set foot in my boat again. He made a little off the cuff comment about Mr 29 being in a huff, but that I really loved him anyway. I told him in no uncertain terms that his lack of respect had burned his sheet with me and that I indeed loved him, I loved him so much that I would love to drag him behind my truck on a short chain.Long story short, we caught 12 specks, 15 black drum, two flounder and one white trout.Trip home#2 asked to borrow my truck when we got home, I make the assumtion that he needed it after the clean up was done. Wrong, got home, unhooked the truck he took the keys and left me and #1 standing there. I turned to #1 told him that all in all I was glad he was gone, cause I was going to kill him.#1 and I clean the fish, clean the boat, and pack the fish, the 15 minute errand that #2 had has now stretched into 1 hour and a half. Prior to his leaving I told him that my wife and I had a Xmas party to attend that night and I required my truck and I required my truck by 1700. 1630 #2 pulls up, the back of my truck is full of yard equipment, he walks into the house without care and casually mentions that I need to bring him to his truck that has been in the shop all day. Then he walks over to #1 grabs the packed fish and tells him that no way could #1 have all the fish.Needless to say late for everything that evening, and #2 is washed up with me.Do you guys Have friend like that?

jtburf 12-06-2008 04:17 AM

Re: One of them Days
 

Do you guys Have friend like that?
Not that get in the boat with me any longer.

Been there done that.

John

NJFISH 12-06-2008 04:17 AM

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No...thank god! :bashhh:

marker150 12-06-2008 04:23 AM

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Nice to have fishing buddies like that.... :grin:

farmerjane 12-06-2008 04:29 AM

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Not that would have lived past not bringing me a bisquit ~ :nono:



twentynine 12-06-2008 05:07 AM

Re: One of them Days
 
By the way picture of catch in Photo section.

CJS 12-06-2008 05:13 AM

Re: One of them Days
 
At the very least you should have kicked him in the nutz hard
enough to prevent him from reproducing.

Menzies 12-06-2008 05:19 AM

Re: One of them Days
 
A glass half full perspective - it's people like those who help you recognize your friends who you may sometimes take for granted.

s_ebels 12-06-2008 06:14 AM

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Common decency and courtesy are becoming things of the past. More and more I find that younger (<30) people simply think they are entitled to anything they want and give no thought whatsoever to the feelings of their fellow travelers on the road of life. My dad taught me please and thank you and nothing came without effort expended. My boys were taught the same by me and I had literally dozens of customers compliment them on their politeness and thoughtfulness.

Beat your children regularly, it's worth the effort in the long run. :)

Wolakrab 12-06-2008 06:27 AM

Re: One of them Days
 
If that jackass was on my boat, I would have used him as a trolling motor.

adavefish2 12-06-2008 07:32 AM

Re: One of them Days
 
Same type of stuff around here. The younger generations are in for a tough life after all of us old dogs are gone. Sure, they say we all say that about the young people, but I see that its getting worse & worse, not better at all. So much disrspect that they don't even know or care that they offend people. I say, cut them off, wake them up before its too late and they learn to stand in Barraks' check line, waiting for whatever they can get for nothing.

joenew61 12-06-2008 07:54 AM

Re: One of them Days
 
Unfortunately, the younger generation is a reflection of what they see in pop culture, from the moment they are old enough to hold the TV remote. We had Father knows Best, Leave it to Beaver, and The Brady Bunch - campy, yes, but a darn good model to follow. They have reality shows, police crime dramas, and a host of Disney channel sitcoms that all show rudeness and narcissism as the way of the world.

I'll go out solo before I would ever invite anyone that couldn't pass a basic character test. Did you have any inkling that this guy was a knothead?

SSheila 12-06-2008 09:50 AM

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This story is just plain sad.....how old is the young man?

autobaun70 12-06-2008 10:20 AM

Re: One of them Days
 
how many rocks did you have to flip over before you found that jacka$$? And just out of curiosity, why on earth did you trust him with your truck after all of that........I would have dropped him off about a mile from his driveway, on the downhill side.

s_ebels 12-06-2008 10:37 AM

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Wolakrab - 12/6/2008 6:27 AM

If that jackass was on my boat, I would have used him as a trolling motor.
Better suited as bait as he's obviously too lazy to do any self propulsion.

Eyeball 12-06-2008 11:27 AM

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twentynine - 12/6/2008 8:06 PM

... tell him to strip my gear and either get his arse in the boat, or sit in the truck for the day, I didn't care which. I get my gear he gets in the boat and away we go, that dude must be dying, I got insulated stuff on and I am still cold, he's got a jacket and jeans. By the time we get the first spot he is turning blue. ...

Didn't read past that. That there is YOUR mistake. If the idiot doesn't have the proper attire, you needed to call the trip. Done for the day. Go home. Your desire to go fishing does not trump the safety of anyone, and being that cold IS a safety issue.


twentynine 12-06-2008 03:12 PM

RE: One of them Days
 

Eyeball - 12/6/2008 1:27 PM

twentynine - 12/6/2008 8:06 PM ... tell him to strip my gear and either get his arse in the boat, or sit in the truck for the day, I didn't care which. I get my gear he gets in the boat and away we go, that dude must be dying, I got insulated stuff on and I am still cold, he's got a jacket and jeans. By the time we get the first spot he is turning blue. ...
Didn't read past that. That there is YOUR mistake. If the idiot doesn't have the proper attire, you needed to call the trip. Done for the day. Go home. Your desire to go fishing does not trump the safety of anyone, and being that cold IS a safety issue.


Hey Eyeball

Bite ME!

I was fully prepared, and I was not fixing to turn around and drive 70 miles back home inwhat was by that time rush hour traffic through the heart of New Orleans CBD. He had the option of staying in the truck or going fishing.

In truth if a serious risk to health or life was present I would have not allowed him on the boat, but in no way would have I canceled my fishingtrip. If the dip sh!t would have said something before we left the house, I could have fully equiped him with all manner of clothes. After all I work in the weather, round the clock, so warm clothes I got. But he allows me to drive 1 hr 15 minutes - 75 miles and then expresses he is not prepared.

The night before I called those invovled set up the 0415 wake up call, he told me then about bringing his truck to the shop. I told him to go ahead and do it then, after all what is the difference between 2000hrs and 0430 hrs. Also I called his attention to the weather, and asked him if he needed clothes for the predicted weather conditions. He was adament in his reply that no he had these super duper thermoinsulated NASA approved coveralls that he bought from Cabela's he didn't need any of my&quot;cheap workin man stuff&quot;.

Sowhen I made the decission to go, it was no consious thought, I was prepared, I had made the effort, and I had gave sh!t for brains an option. It doesn't take an astronaut to figure out that without that 2 gajillion dollar suit from Cabelas he was going to be cold.

Primarily I do think I made a mistake if that's what you areafter, I should have pulled out at 0430 as planned.Leaving Ole Burp and Slurp behind!

Beyond that you have no notion as to time, distance we were from the landing, nor how my boat is equiped, nor my ability, so--------------------

BITE ME!!!!!!!!!

twentynine 12-06-2008 03:17 PM

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autobaun70 - 12/6/2008 12:20 PM how many rocks did you have to flip over before you found that jacka$$? And just out of curiosity, why on earth did you trust him with your truck after all of that........I would have dropped him off about a mile from his driveway, on the downhill side.


Have you been talking to my wife?



Really up until now he has been a pretty good young guy. has his own business, sometimes forgetful. Like the younger guys he is slow to get up in the morning, thus the wake up call at 0430.



Frankly all jokin aside, I think that girlfriend has showed him what ruttin gear is suppose to be used for ad he is going stonecold crazy.


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