BullKurtz
Gold Member
- Banned
- #1
I've had an office chair for years I never gave a second thought. It was supposedly leather but turned out to be a good quality vinyl so I forgave it's misrepresenting itself. Once the vinyl started to crack over the years, one day I decided to cover it with fabric. So I went to my local auto and home upholstery store, picked out some heavy duty cotton twill fabric, cut and stapled it over the old skin. Looks great! I'd done one other job on an Eames leather chair and ottoman from a similar leather skin I found. Upholstery isn't that hard once you take something apart and see how it was done in the first place.
So anyway, a little over a week ago, there was a ugly sound under me and my chair and then we both went over backwards. I was okay but the chair wasn't. The cowling where the support post joined the swivel/rock mechanism under the chair had ripped away. I looked it over and pulled it back into as straight a position as I could. The light steel was still all there, just sliced away. I knew it needed to be welded but I decided to cheap out and try to repair it with JB Weld. Three times. Then my welder moved his shop and wouldn't reopen for 3 weeks.
I've been sitting in a cloth seat director's chair for ten days to post here. I finally had to put a pillow on the seat to stay high enough to type comfortably. I also knew all the JB Weld I slathered on the spot had to be removed...it explodes when a hot welding rod hits it. So that was a couple hours filing all that off it. So who would weld it?
An illegal doing a used tire business on a seedy street in Phoenix is who. I took it down to him and he looked it over. He wanted to know if it was aluminum which requires a tig welder. I told him no but we had to know for sure. As he scratched his head I asked if he had a magnet. He did but it was stuck on the corregated metal roof over his work area. So his pal got on a chair but couldn't reach the magnet. I asked Pancho if he had an channel locks...he didn't know that word in englesia. His pal finally found a taller chair and reached it. It stuck to my chair bottom so he welded it. I asked him "how much" and he said whatever I wanted to give him. So I handed him a $20 and he smiled showing me all 50 of his teeth...man, those folks have a lot of teeth.
So my chair is back under me and I will never take it for granted again. Do you and your chair have the same kind of harmony me and mine do? Think about it....do you respect and appreciate the chair you're sitting on?
So anyway, a little over a week ago, there was a ugly sound under me and my chair and then we both went over backwards. I was okay but the chair wasn't. The cowling where the support post joined the swivel/rock mechanism under the chair had ripped away. I looked it over and pulled it back into as straight a position as I could. The light steel was still all there, just sliced away. I knew it needed to be welded but I decided to cheap out and try to repair it with JB Weld. Three times. Then my welder moved his shop and wouldn't reopen for 3 weeks.
I've been sitting in a cloth seat director's chair for ten days to post here. I finally had to put a pillow on the seat to stay high enough to type comfortably. I also knew all the JB Weld I slathered on the spot had to be removed...it explodes when a hot welding rod hits it. So that was a couple hours filing all that off it. So who would weld it?
An illegal doing a used tire business on a seedy street in Phoenix is who. I took it down to him and he looked it over. He wanted to know if it was aluminum which requires a tig welder. I told him no but we had to know for sure. As he scratched his head I asked if he had a magnet. He did but it was stuck on the corregated metal roof over his work area. So his pal got on a chair but couldn't reach the magnet. I asked Pancho if he had an channel locks...he didn't know that word in englesia. His pal finally found a taller chair and reached it. It stuck to my chair bottom so he welded it. I asked him "how much" and he said whatever I wanted to give him. So I handed him a $20 and he smiled showing me all 50 of his teeth...man, those folks have a lot of teeth.
So my chair is back under me and I will never take it for granted again. Do you and your chair have the same kind of harmony me and mine do? Think about it....do you respect and appreciate the chair you're sitting on?