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The armored cars of dreams, contrived to let us do so many a dangerous thing.
What am I supposed to haul my dogs around in, a Rolls-Royce?
I'd like to get four people who do cart wheels very good, and make a cart.
I was a caddy once and I lost the golfer's clubs. Plus I don't know how to golf, so I was the worst caddy ever. Then I was a mortgage brokers assistant, so that was just carrying around a lot of files - pretty meaningless, mind-numbing work.
All patched up out of parts and lowslung and bumping over the ruts. Filled with old lanky country boys with long cocks and big feet.
The automobile is technologically more sophisticated than the bundling board, but the human motives in their uses are sometimes the same.
During every race, an ambulance trails the riders around the course. You know that sometimes you are going to end up in the back of that ambulance.
convoy of minecarts
Those tour group companies that let you ride the donkeys down
Luckily when you drive a cab there are two things: You don't have a boss in the cab with you, and you are not facing the people that you are making money from.
Cadillacs are down at the end of the bat.
Gil drives like he lives his life: In the fast lane.
A car designer is really a sculptor.
What do hookers do on their nights off, type?
Sometimes I feel like I'm not only the engine but the caboose. I have to be in the front car and pull forward, and at the same time run around behind and push everybody along with me.
Limousines with liveried chauffers delivered earnest ladies to the picket lines, sometimes in strikes against businesses which helped pay for the limousines.
What was the step down from vampire chauffeur? Werewolf walker?
Pedicurist for Bigfoot? I would have to Google that in the morning, I told myself.
There were car gods there: a powerful, serious-faced contingent, with blood on their black gloves and on their chrome teeth: recipients of human sacrifice on a scale undreamed-of since the Aztecs.
I build engines and attach wheels to them.
The abuse of cabmen in a block.
Why should I put a bunch of Cadillacs on the ice, when I can sell out with a bunch of volkswagens
Often there's a BA crew, because half the time we stay at the same hotels, especially in Australia. I can remember spending quite a lot of time with crews around the pool there. They always make themselves known to us.
God. Why the fuck do we drive cars? In
My driver Kellie Frost and I would race these fellows home and they were always faster on the highway. We did the same with Daniel and his driver, and thus began a long series of jokes and competitions to alleviate the impossible hours and tensions this film provoked.
The greatly anticipated 2009 Masters was like going to a Broadway hit and finding out that the star, Sir Tiger Woods, was off that night, and his replacement was the cab driver who dropped you off at the theater.
Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo..
The woods are full of long drivers.
Mechanic slaves
With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall
Uplift us to the view.
Crewing and being on film sets is kind of like being in the carnival, with carnie folks.
Obama Talks to Auto-Worker's Union [10w]
"We shall increase auto-industry employment
by using live crash-test dummies.
I'm a car nut. My father was a parts manager at a Chevrolet dealership.
locomotive, Special trucks
On the wall of this yard there was the wording, painted in high letters: Reliable Autos. We get you there.
"Get you where?" asked Fanwell. Chobie smiled. "Where you want to get. That's where everybody's heading, after all. To where they want to get.
My husband is a general's chauffeur somewhere in France.
I don't know if you know this - I don't drive a stick. I mean, I barely drive my automatic. I get to work and everything, but I'm not any kind of driving prodigy.
When, in the immediate postwar era, someone at Chrysler had designed a smaller, low-slung car, K. T. Keller, the company's top executive, had mocked it. "Chrysler builds cars to sit in," he said, "not to piss over.
It's hard to work on an assembly line of broken hearts Not supposed to fix them, only strip and sell the parts
Tailor gang they rolling up those paper planes.
Limousines used to be reserved for the ruling class, or, on special occasions, for the working class. Today, limousines are like taxicabs with the door handles still intact.
Detroit is an urban hell. But even in this city of the dying auto industry, there is reason to hope, if they manage to combine the creative forces of designers and other intellectual "suppliers" in other ways.
None of them have cars, but when they do, they are three-ton hand-built beasts.
Oooh, fashion, we are the goon squad and were coming to town, beep beep.
I caddied for Dwight Eisenhower and Omar Bradley long before they became generals or president, for that matter. Just between you and me, Bradley tipped better than Eisenhower did.
When the auto arrives it's hard to believe there's a functional vehicle underneath all the mud and moss and sprays of gravel, which stick to the sides like barnacles on a ship.
I was a caddy. I also worked as a bouncer, selling Christmas trees at Frank's Nursery and before that, selling what they normally sell.
The basic design intention guiding Mercedes in the last ten years seems to be that its cars should offer psychic blow jobs to the affluent.
I have something to check out. You ... guard the truck."
"Sylvie," Wright said, "no one wants this truck. I'm broke and on foot, and I don't want this truck.
For what Harley Street specialist has time to understand the body, let alone the mind or both in combination, when he is a slave to thirteen thousand a year?
I hasten to say to snobs from the Surrey pine-and-sand country that no invention since the corn plaster or the electric toothbrush has brought greater balm to the extremities of the senior golfer than the golfmobile, a word that will have to do for want of a better.
What good is a beautiful dame with a Rolls-Royce frame, and a Volkswagen brain?
Our cadaverous cadre has been walking for little over a day ...
Do not think us as traffic cops, or even driving instructors. Think of us instead as your onboard navigation system, available day or night, a friendly voice to turn to whenever you look up, lost and afraid, and think How the fuck did I end up here?
Come a day there won't be room for naughty men like us to slip about at all. This job goes south, there well may not be another. So here is us, on the raggedy edge. Don't push me, and I won't push you. Dong le ma?
I want to ride a camel to the club and valet that shit.
What are you planning?" "I think you've already guessed," I said. "I have spent the last thirty-six hours digging the world's longest grave, and now I'm going to bury you in your fucking Cadillac." The
I don't put together cars, I put together people.
New York cabdrivers - always little rays of sunshine.
When I meet people after stand-up shows, they'll bring their cars.
Are you calling about the ad?"
"Ad?"
"For the gently used Bentley for sale. It has zero miles!"
Well, that explained the backward driving.
Macrieve & Nix
If this wasn't automotive foreplay, what was?
had been installed on top of each cab for the drivers. The cabs were stripped of everything that added excess weight but left otherwise intact, with doors that closed and windows of difficult-to-break automobile glass,
Why on earth would you buy a car like this if you can't drive a stick? There are dozens of cars
new cars
that have automatic transmission. It'd be a million times easier."
Adrian shrugged. "I like the color. It matches my living room.
You can drive every stick I own whenever you want.
I'm a driver, and I love it.
I drive a taxi and a car and a truck and a T-55 tank and also a T-62 and armored cars and the motorcycles with and without sidecars.
Cab drivers are night-riding denizens of the first order. They view wretched foibles from a gutter perspective.
A valet pulled up in a sleek-lined sports car painted that particular shade of red peculiar to expensive vehicles and hookers' lipstick.
How can Vicky drive this crate?" Carson fumed. "It's arthritic, it's sclerotic, it's a dead car rolling. Doesn't she ever give it an oil change, is the thing lubed with sloth fat, what the hell?
Thieves and prostitutes. Our mothers were in that car, along with a teacher, a librarian, elderly people, and a newborn baby - thieves and prostitutes.
Everywhere, giant finned cars nose forward like fish; a savage servility slides by on grease.
The whole worl's in a state o' chassis.
We got hookers with heaters that'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas.
I'll oil wells love you. I'll oil wells care. I'll oil wells need you. I want you oil wells dear.
Ghost grabbed the cab cage and kicked at the driver. Flesh tore. The crewman ripped away from the forklift and fell on the ice, steering wheel welded to his hands. Ghost stamped on the man's head until it burst.
Konecranes. Not one of ours.
Dad was a bus driver, and when he finished work he would repair cars.
Whoever wanted this trunk
Everyone wants to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.
You know, before I would think, my cab driver hates me. Now I think my limo driver hates me.
Therec all the rage, Cab Calaway wears one.
I am like the little rock n' roll backseat driver.
The car has become the carapace, the protective and aggressive shell, of urban and suburban man.
I'm the captain of the Variety Club over in England, and so I'm playing golf for them once a week but doing odd bits.
Golf course architects make me sick. They can't play themselves, so they rig the courses so nobody else can play either.
Most people around here prefer undead drivers, so I never get a chance to make any money on steady contracts.
CAN OFFER YOU A TOW OR WOULD YOU PREFER US TO HEAVE TO AND WIND UP YOUR ELASTIC BANDS AGAIN SIGNED CLINT CHIEF OFFICER END.
The Church is not an automobile showroom - a place to put ourselves on display so that others can admire our spirituality, capacity, or prosperity. It is more like a service center, where vehicles in need of repair come for maintenance and rehabilitation.
an odd-job detective agency with fuzzy lines of authority and responsibility.
Does anyone know where the Best Men are? I hope they're not in the parking lot stealing our hubcaps.
I have the whole team just around the block! One call and they'll ride in here like cavalry! Riding on... robots! Giant robots! Well, not giant robots, like in Egan, but... but... big enough robots!
Driving a car is like driving your own coffin
Cars are like rolling diaries, metal and plastic and paint tableaux of the last ten years of their drivers' lives ... every dent, every drooping slice of chrome, has a story behind it.
Once a new technology rolls over you, if you're not part of the steamroller, you're part of the road.
Who's driving this car, Stevie Wonder?
Volvo - they're boxy but they're good.
A guy came to the shop every day. A lot of guys put the foam like stuff that forms to you, kinda like the Indy car guys run. He fitted it up and it felt real good, so we're going to try to run it.
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My wife and I, unlike many intellectuals, spent five years working on assembly lines. We came to fully understand the criticisms of the industrial age, in which you are an appendage of a machine that sets the pace.
I'm a heart surgeon, sure, but I'm just a mechanic. I go in and I fuck around and I fix things. Shit.
We manufacture automotive components including critical engine and axle parts for passenger cars, diesel engines and medium & heavy commercial vehicles. Till 1997, our focus was almost entirely on the domestic market with a relatively insignificant portion of revenues from exports.
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