Don’t forgot pocket sand, a swiss army knife, and a 3ton floor jack.
They laugh, but you never know when you may need a deep cycle marine battery
This is the exact feeling I always had with my big ass tool box on my tiny ass truck. “Hold on, y’all need a kitchen sink? I think I got one in here.” I still remember how good it felt the exactly one time I had all of the tools required to do a parking lot clutch swap just on hand in that thing when a friend blew their clutch up.
So I worked security (night shift rent a cop, not like IT) for over a decade. On multiple occasions, I’d get snowed in, and unable to leave, or relief wouldn’t show, and because of the way the law’s written, I legally can’t leave until relieved.
I got into the habit of keeping everything I need in my car. For literal years, I could have comfortably lived in my car for over a week on a moments notice. To include an inverter, hot plate, small tv, game system, literally all the trappings of an apartment. I still keep some food and a sleeping bag in my pick up at all times, because you never fucking know, man. You never know.
Eta: forgot the whole reason I was replying before submitting. Lol
On a few occasions, I have saved the freaking day for friends or coworkers. Hungry? I got the foods. Ripped your pants? Portable sewing machine. Bored and no cell signal? How about we play some video games or watch a DVD? It’s an amazing feeling to be the dude who just has the shit you need
In my last car, most of it went in the trunk. I currently drive a pick-up because we have to have a way to haul my mom’s power wheelchair, so it mostly goes behind the seats folded up. I don’t have the TV or anything like that anymore. But some ramen noodles, an inverter, a kettle, a sleeping bag, pillow, change of clothes, extra shoes, light blanket/thick sheet, couple towels, first aid kit. Oh, and water
Only on Lemmy does someone on the internet have to specify working security as rents op and not IT lol
I drive a van, and it’s full of tools, food, and miscellanea. You want an ice cold lemonade? Here you go. Pruning saw? Better take these gloves too. Any gague of fishhook in particular? Protein bar? No worries. Deodorant? Keep it, I have others. Hammer drill? Why don’t you just put your feet up in this camp chair, choose a book from the library, and let me do it for you. I’ll just fetch my steel cap boots and work coat first.
I’ve had an axleshaft in the back that someone needed one day in the middle of nowhere. Took about 20 minutes to swap and I just took his old one in trade so I could put a new Ujoint in it and throw it back in my heep.
My wife described cargo shorts as men’s replacement for handbags. She’s not wrong.
I agree. Cargo pants are out though.
If it’s hot enough I need shorts, I don’t need a jacket either, but I still need pockets!
If it’s cold enough to need pants, I’m at least bringing a jacket anyway.
I call them “diabetes trousers”. You have all the pockets you need to carry BG testers, insulin injectors, emergency glucose packs, etc.
Pocket tater tots are the best tater tots. Fite me.
