its gotta be a generational recycling phrase triggered when you reach a certain point in a cranky old age phase.
i remember as a nipper my grandfather saying the same thing.
my remedy...mutate or perish
My wife's brother is one who can diagnose and fix things. He had his own little bike repair shop in Loei years back. Some of the local farang bikers trusted him to work on their big bikes. (LGMC - Loei Gentlemen's Motorcycle Club)
A dozen years ago we sponsored him to come to the USA where he worked as a cook in a Thai restaurant for years. Then one day he walked across the street to a Honda motorcycle dealership and got a job offer on the spot. He's way ahead of the other mechanics in the shop in terms of knowledge and experience. He laughs about the other parts changers who can't even change a tire or clean a carb. He gives me credit for his interest in motorcycles - I've known him since he was 12 years old.
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