ITT: Shit your shitty passengers do in your car and are completely unapologetic for it

>clean car, wax it, the whole deal
>clean interior, between panels and flooring, vacuum and clean floormats
>faggot sister scrapes her dirty vans across the nice clean side kick panel
>she also slams the door

is this autism or are you japanese or some shit?

>spitting out the window

I have nice looking rubber floor mats, so that protects the carpet from mud. But I cannot stop people from having grubby oily hands and touching things. There are some passengers that cannot be told to not do something because they are the grudging type of personality that believes in payback. And no, they can't be excluded because they come with other people.

I (and therefore you) prevent some of the problems ahead of time by being observant before they get into the car. For example, if they've been eating something and don't wash their hands, I will suggest "let's all wash our hands after eating" or I will offer them a wet wipe followed by a paper towel to dry their hands off. I cheat a little by infusing my wet wipes with some 91% isopropyl alcohol so the wipes have a bit more "bite" in removing skin oils.

I try hard to have them put the backpack in the trunk. That prevents people from reaching into the backpack for snacks and dropping crumbs. I also hate pop cans because they pull those out and pull the lid and it sprays little droplets onto my seats or headliner. Ever wonder why some people have dirty headliners? They cough upwards onto them or little drops from soda pop cans manage to squirt up there and grow mold and bacteria colonies. Once they start, they attract dust and atmospheric organic materials that they use to grow further even if no one squirts more stuff up there.

And don't carry drunks unless you want to risk puke in your car.. They always puke because the movement or turning motion of the car triggers some drunks to puke whereas they otherwise would not puke if not in the car.

>set the airbags off and break their fucking legs when this happens
Their lawyers will sue you for millions and win. That's because the driver is responsible. Your insurance will cover part of the settlement and you will have to cover the huge gap beyond what the insurance doesn't due to coverage limits. As soon as money is involved, your friends and aquaintances will happily sue you. Of course, they will say they aren't the ones, it's their lawyers and family that is having them sue you. ha ha Welcome to wage garnishment hell. You cannot declare personal bankruptcy to avoid court ordered settlement payments in cases where a crime (e.g. illegal for driver to not prevent passengers to put feet on dash) occurred.

>spitting out the window
Yup, I don't let passengers do anything that causes outsiders to identify my car as the culprit. Those people don't know who my passengers are and don't care. They just look at my car's license plates, and if they see that car again, they will key my car or do something to it or report it to the police. I am the one that gets blamed for the passengers doing things like tossing trash out the window.

Neither, I don't live in literal shit unlike you I guess

>Surrounded by the farming community
>People are very respectful of nice things

If your household or vehicle is clean they'll flat out refuse to come in if they're wearing shit kickers. My coworkers understand I like my house clean and work clothes and boots stay outside. I've never had to say anything to anyone - they immediately ask where they can put their boots and where they can change. Anyone that's worked on the farm is very polite around clean possessions.

Now the work truck around co-workers is another story. It smells like shit, looks like shit, and runs like shit, so it's treated like shit.

What's odd is when I met a city qt. I took my pride and joy to escort her around. Everytime we went anywhere I had to ask her to kick her feet off before getting in. Careless with her purse and slammed my pillarless door. She had no respect for my household either. She immediately walked in from outside, ignored the shoe scrubber in the mudroom, ignored the shoes lined up outside the door, and walked right into the house. I had to say something.

It was odd, as a majority of my family members are from the city. What really throws me off is they have the same basic rules: shoes come off at the door.

>wiping makeup on your interior in the back seat, thinking you won't notice.

fucking hell that was several years ago and specs of that mascara is still there.

>Neither, I don't live in literal shit unlike you I guess
So autism, got it

Pull out snacks, especially crumbly stuff, and start munching. Is it so hard to have some manners and ask if you can eat?

>feet on dash
>twist seat belt
>sit on charging cables because they don't let you clean before they sit
> closing the door by the fucking window
>to top it off they make fun of how old your car is like a prick when you are giving them a lift.

this
>slamming my door/trunk
and
>lights up a cigarette
>kicks feet up on dash
>"oh, is it OK to smoke in here?"

My gf did this shit and left scuff marks all over it. Will a Mr. Clean magic eraser or something get rid of them?

God I hate women.

>closing my doors by the window glass
>Eating nature valley granola bars

>Kick up right foot while in passenger seat so that bottom of shoe rubs all over side of center console
>doodle on the windows with finger
>FFS YOU DON'T NEED TO SLAM THE DOOR THAT HARD YOU DOUBLE NIGGER

He was able to get away with it in my old beater, now that I have a (relatively) new and nice car, I haven't let him get within 15 feet of it.

>feet on seat
>no seatbelt until i yell at them
>kick the floormats out of position then put dirt all over the carpet
>get out and just walk away without shutting the door
>door handles are oily and grimy as shit always only on the inside rear passenger handles
>winding the window down a tiny crack in the backseat then leaving it like that, so i find out when it rains and the seats are wet
>crumbs fucking everywhere, even if no one is eating (i dont know how people manage this one)
>"you gonna turn your wipers on?" when its just barely spitting rain
>"turn the ac on i'm hot" no matter the weather

Oh yeah, and this one that just happened the other day:
>Driving to movie theater with friends
>One guy gets into back seat, takes 2 mins to figure out where the buckle is
>Complaining the whole time about it being recessed (buckle is not recessed at all, juts out nicely)
>When coming back from theater, gets in OTHER side of backseat
>Same as before, except also gets mixed up with seat belt for middle seat
>Afterwards, I check out back seat
>All 3 seat belts twisted around

am i the only one who sits in the middle backseat and uses all 3 seatbelts?

>Doesn't lie flat on the backseat in a duct tape cocoon which is itself duct taped to the interior
>2001+16
>ISHYGDDT

when they adjust the seat and slam the fuck out of it. Like, if you are adjusting the seal tilt, don't you pull the lever and then slowly tilt until you reach a comfortable position?

No, they just slam it back as far as it will go. Same with the seat position for leg room. They just slam it as fast and as far back as it will go.

Like god damn, take it easy.

>"turn the ac on i'm hot" no matter the weather
Oh God this
>"why aren't you going faster I thought this was a sports car"
>mfw the passenger was pushing 200 lbs

God bless you sir, I wish I'd have thought of this stuff in high school. Then again, back then my trusty old Camry took one for the team so I could get laid and resulted in a biohazardous rear seat bench

I know but you can look at Dem sexy legs. At least until their knee goes into their orbital socket in even a minor crash

That's actually genius about the wet wipes because I have access to 99.8% pure isopropyl alcohol at my job.

Girl I was dating 2 weeks in she stated to put her feet on my dashboard and would leave gum wrappers and her fake eyelashes in my car after taking them off .. I lost my shit . Fucked her one last time and broke up with her

That's what I keep telling her will happen. She also refuses to wear a seatbelt most of the time unless I specifically remember to order her to put it on. Shit's annoying. If I buy a new car, I won't allow her to ride in it. Only my 18-year-old automatic daily will carry passengers, even though I love that car too.

>>lights up a cigarette

i would have slammed on the brakes and kicked them out.

>being rough on/slamming seat adjusters, doors, etc.
Bitches, this car is 16 years old and shit gets brittle. Could you be gentle?
>touching the windows
WHY MUST YOU DO THIS
>passenger sitting with legs spread so I can’t shift to fifth without pushing their leg off to the side first
RRRREEEEEEE
>sliding across the leather seats and sitting in a way that breaks down the bolsters
Fug
>not banging off your shoes before swinging your legs in
I bought weathertech liners for front and rear just for this reason.

>twist seat belt
THIS. It drives me fucking nuts when people just throw their seat belts off and leave them hanging all twisted up and shit. Take 5 fucking seconds to move it into the correct position and untwist it.

>closes the window by pushing the glass
THERES A FUCKING PURPOSE BUILT HANDLE FOR YOU TO OPEN AND CLOSE THE DOOR WITH WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU EVER THINK "OH THIS BIG CLEAN GLASS PANE IS THE PERFECT SPOT FOR ME TO PUSH A DOOR SHUT WITH"
FUCK

You can buy it from a fucking supermarket

You're all goddamn children

So much this. Why are city folk such goddamn animals?

I'm going to jack off to your girlfriends foot faggot haha

>opening/closing the trunk by the wing

>Why are city folk such goddamn animals?
crushing depression and low value of life

if your life itself is worthless, why would any of your stuff be worth anything?

alternatively, lack of dirt or snow. people in snowy places always kick their feet off before going places when there's even the lightest dusting on the ground. and city life generally doesnt require muddy work boots, so your city-tromping shitty canvas shoes are unlikely to be any dirtier than any apartment foyer. Few people work fisting horses and shovelling uranium so it's not really necessary to ask "can I touch your things?" because it's generally understood that people's hands and feet are mostly clean most of the time.

but that also said, not taking your shoes off indoors is a strictly american thing.

>strictly American thing
Not the case in Cyprus/Greece

Sounds about right. I never got that deal with never taking your shoes off indoors, either. First visiting an American friend, that was one hell of a cultural divide. That and not mercilessly mocking his dad because he apparently took a z28 down a dirt road and ended up having the headers fall off. Who the fuck does that? Fucking oklahoman boomers is who.

Closing the door by the glass is my fucking biggest annoyance

>passenger feels a little chilly
>points a/c vent directly at window so the super humid south louisiana air outside condenses water on it and now you can't see the passenger side mirror for 2 hours.
Nigger, they fucking close.

>passenger starts smoking
>passenger starts smoking weed

not the case in everywhere but America you mean

>closing the door by using the window

WHY CAN'T YOU JUST DO IT RIGHT YOU WORTHLESS SCUM

>scolding hot day
>going to pick someone up
>air conditioning makes my car nice and chilly
>they get in
>they immediately open the window then five minutes later complain about it being too hot

Mine got turned into a hotbox complete with a table set up

Supermarket only has 91% isopropyl alcohol you tard.

tfw shitbox so i dont care
tfw high quality car so it doesnt cause any damage anyways

>It's just a car user!

>Having so little horsepower that 200 pounds makes a significant difference

>broke up with my girl because she disrespect my car
That's a level I aspire to be. Not even sarcasm. God bless you, user.

My wing is sturdy so I actually use to myself because there's nowhere else to grab in my trunk, lol. No handle.

>Can't shift without hitting their leg
Fuck this so much
Things obstructing my shifting make me wig out

Seeing all the replies has made me realize that my co-workers actually do not use my frameless window to close the passenger door, but these ass holes so open up pop cans in my car knowing damn well I have stiff suspension and we have bumpy ass roads.
>I swear to fucking god if you spill that fucking Arizona tea I will fucking make you walk home

>implying my car has airbags

My biggest thing is backseat drivers
I drive exclusively shitboxes so I don't really care about how they treat the car as long as they don't do damage
But don't fucking tell me how to drive
While my dad was sick I would drive him around because he wasn't allowed to drive with his medication and he would always make little comments about my driving but i was mostly driving him around in his car so I held my tongue
But he's not sick anymore and sometimes I give him a ride in my car, in MY fucking car and he pulls that shit
>Ur driving kinda fast
>U got close to that other car
>Why are you revving so high you should shift sooner
>You should take the other way it's faster
YOU FUCKING DRIVE THEN

Also anytime my family members are in my cars they like to remind me what an ugly shitter i drive
>What's that smell
It's broken exhaust and axel grease from the torn boot
>What's that rattling
25+ yo Jap plastic is not the highest quality material
>Ur cars ugly
Ya I know
>It's hot
Open the damn window
>The window doesn't work
Yeah it does just wait a bit
>Why's it so loud
Because the fucking exhaust is broken. How about you take the fucking bus next time you need to retrieve your car from the dealership
AND BY THE WAY NOTICE THAT YOUR FUCKING BRAND NEW CAR IS ALWAYS AT THE FUCKING SHOP NEEDING MAINTENANCE AND MY ANCIENT SHITBOX IS STILL GOIN STRONG SO STFU

If she isn't respecting your pride and joy she's no good.

the qt.3.14 grill at work is nicest
many others are bad especially granny
>lmao take me to this place tomorrow noon
>calls me 8am to come pick her up
>complains about getting into car
>slams door from glass
>doesn't wipe feet
>complains that I'm going too fast when I take corner so slow car behind me honks
>bitches about everything imagineable especially girls she sees on the streets
>brags about my car to her friends when she gets out

>driving worthless pigfat american landbarges that can't corner where 200lbs of extra weight makes no difference

>give dad a ride home
>"thanks a lot son, happy thanksgiving"
>proceeds to slam the everloving fuck out of my door

"Hey before you get in my car. can you take off your shoes and put them in the trunk so that you can walk barefooted in the dirty fucking parking lot to get in?"

Not autistic at ALL!

Since I plan on replacing my front mats as soon as I can find a set, dirty feet don't bother me, as long as it's not mud.

>doesn't sit straight in the back, has to lie down and put feet on the door panel
>never pays for gas
>plays the same shitty rap music
>puts feet on the dashboard
>leaves bottles and shit in the car

>not driving massive American luxobarge with enough horsepower that another 200lbs iterally does not matter at all
Smhtbhfam

Mine:

>Takes offence when I say they can't do something e.g. eat a burger in the car
>Moans if we go inside instead of drive-thru
>Hijacks the radio unapologetically
>Turns the heating on when I'm trying to stay awake
>Only very lightly closes the door when getting out, leaving me uncertain
>Constant comments on how I am driving ("you should have went then, you'd have made that") when they don't even have a licence never mind a car.

Luckily my car is still my first one so I don't care too much about dirt etc.

>drag their feet on the side skirt
So much this

>smoke immediately before getting in car
>angry when I roll down windows to vent their awful smell
>"hurr durr take the corner here man, it's way faster! Just a left then a right, two lefts, three roundabouts and the shittiest intersection in the city!"
Fuck you people, you can fucking walk next time. Assholes.

>getting taco bell with my (now ex) gf
>She insists on getting a fucking soda filled to the top
>huge ass bump coming out of the parking lot
>98 jeep cherokee, so comfy suspension is out of the question
>A handful of soda spills in the area between the seat and the console
>Some of it gets into the cupholders in the center console, creating this sticky fuckin mess of dust
>Have to fucking jam my fingers in between the seat and console
>She gets mad at me when I get upset that my shit is fucking sticky

I now carry a full tube of wipes in my trunk, just because of that bitch.

Sounds like you're just a bad driver desu
>tfw your dad thinks you're gonna kill him with your shit driving
>tfw your dad gives you a tip to save gas and you get angry
You should listen to your dad, user.

> Complaining about the car
> Complaining about the driving
> Nitpicking on gear changes
> Complaining about lack of rear legroom
Only my mother gets to complain about my driving, because she taught me. Otherwise, shut the fuck up. Drive yourself if you feel so strongly.

Otherwise, people respect other people's property here in britain.

Do you have a higher res version of that

>What is google search?

>Til going the speed limit will kill me and my father
>Til revving higher than 3000 rpm will ruin my em pee gees
Fuckin top stuff user
Ty for teaching me

>speed limit
>too fast
Is your dad 80? I figured speed/rpms would be higher than that. I have a friend who went into a left turn through an intersection way too fast and actually dorifuto'd. It wasn't intentional and he nearly lost control and crashed into a house. I assumed you drove like that. Sorry user.

Something that turned up no results

>spitting

...

>Is he 80
No he's a backseat driver.
Whenever someone besides him is driving he feels he needs to tell them how to drive for whatever reason
As far as the rpms
He's been driving almost exclusively automatics for at least 20 years
He doesn't know shit about driving manuals.
He repeats the same memes his parents probably told him
I remember when I first got my license we were riding in my car and I was speeding up because the speed limit changed and was nearing 3500 and he was like aren't you gonna shift??
Don't you know it's bad to hold the engine to that high??

I swear my results were different

Rip that band-aid off, leave, or not I don't know you

Depending on where you live or something google shows different results.

Holy shit y'all are a bunch of fucking babies.

>People leave trash and bottles in my car
Something I've said too many times: "What, you're just going leave your shit here for me to clean up? No, go throw it away."

>Girls put their feet on my dash
Tell her not to do that. I've stopped my car and told a girl to get out when she told me she wouldn't take her feet off the dash. Needless to say she listened then.

>Soda spilling and shit
Who are you chauffering around? If I'm getting food while I'm driving, I'm stopping and eating. I'm not going to eat and drive because it's a god damn mess. Therefore, people never just have drinks in my car, if they do then they have kids or caps and they're probably half empty.

>Friend honked my horn while I was driving
I immediately pulled over and told him if he ever does that again, he will never get back into my car.
Same thing goes for the radio. I really don't care that much but I've gone to turn down the radio and had a passenger say "no". Like you don't have a fucking horse in this race. I'm driving so I'm in control.

>Someone pushes on the glass
Oh no, your window got dirty. It's not like they're constantly being pounded by dirt and dust Everytime you drive.

>People changing the AC or heat
Nah, I'm driving, I get to be the most comfy. If that means everyone else suffers, then that's just the way it is. Normally I'll ask my passengers if they're hot or cold though, because I'm not crazy picky.

>Dirty feet
This is the only difficult thing. I'm not going to make my passengers take their shoes off like an austic child. And the only other option is them banging their shoes on my sideskirts. Hence I bought weathertechs and stopped worrying.

>Late/early calls about driving someone.
No. I probably won't even answer the phone if I have an idea of what you're asking. If I do, and you ask it, I'll tell you no. If you know you will need a ride, then say hey, can you give me a ride at 8am tomorrow? I'll probably say yes.

>letting a female into your pride and joy
Some places should be left sacred.

>passenger sitting with legs spread so I can’t shift to fifth without pushing their leg off to the side first
Im guilty of doing this+had a nasty habit of nodding off and leaning left
feelsbad

>Making passengers clean up
Everytime user. Most friends don't bring food anyway.

>Feet on dash
Never had anyone try this.

>Stopping and eating
Fast food blows anyway.

>Friend bonked my horn while driving
Acceptable.

>Driver is DJ
I let me passengers play DJ. I like pretty much everything anyway. If it's to loud, you're to old.

>Touching HVAC controls
Are you driving such a shitbox the passenger and driver side isn't separate?

>Dirty feet
I went with nice floor mats, too.

>Phone calls for rides
I like doing things in the spur of the moment. However, very seldom do I receive a phone call for a lift.

Usually just lend my spare shitbox to friends if they need numerous lifts.

>Little sister totalled her first car
>Asked me if I could drive her to and from work for a few days
>Just said fuck it and let her drive the winter beater with a heater till we found her a new one

One of my friends likes to jump on my roof or go through the sunroof

Thankfully it doesn't leave any dents because I can't stop him

>complain about bucket seats being not comfy
what I tend to do is do something that would normally throw somebody out of their seat without it so they stop complaining almost instantly
>where's the seatbelt?
do you not see the harness?
>not tap off their shoes when getting in
nigger I have weeb floor mats, that shit looks cool I don't want your slush water on them.
>user the engine is too loud I think it might be broken
no it's not, it's loud because I need the airflow

Seriously I tell people who I've never driven before about how I don't usually drive this car outside of weekends and track days, they still don't understand.

>Putting their dirty ass shoes on my fucking dash
>Fucking with my head unit after I put a song on
>Slamming doors open and shut
>Get offended when I tell them they can't borrow my car
>Fucking with shit even after telling them it's broken

I don't care how many times you try turning on the AC, because it's still not going to fucking work

Ye

>brand new German luxury car
>driving home from event with coworker
>discussing morality and what constitutes bad behaviour
>as discussion finishes, coworker pulls out marijuana vape and takes a few hits
>call him out on being a shitty person

they are always constantly fucking bitching yet they don't pay a cent in gas money

>"fix your A/C, user"
>"user why the fuck did you buy a car from 1986, get something more reliable"
>"user, just scrap your car already"
>"yo I almost fucking died in anons car, he can't drive for shit"
>"so-and-so gave me a ride in his new crossover, it felt nice being in a REAL car for once unlike your deathtrap"
">your car has no legroom"
>"slow the fuck down user, relax"

Fuck them, nothing beats driving alone while blasting trance music out of the one speaker in the car that still works.