fun with tires!
Aug. 13th, 2005 09:01 amSo, guess who's in possession of a shiny new front tire? Oh, that's right, ME!
On my way to work this morning, I noticed I was reeeeeeaaaaaally low on gas, and although it wasn't that much further (farther? I never could keep them straight...) I decided it would be more pleasant to get gas in the morning before the world turns TOO FUCKING HOT AND I WANT TO DIE. So, I'm pumping gas, and I'm looking at my car, and I see my front left tire looks weird. So I look closer, and oh yeah, I may not know a lot about cars, but this puppy is flat. I pull over to the side by the air pump, and this tire doesn't even register as having any pressure. Heh. Called in the cavalry (thanks, AAA!) and it all worked out fine. (AAA put on the spare, went to a tire place, got a new tire, everything's resolved now.) Turns out there was a nail THE SIZE OF MY FINGER in the tire. They were all, uh, no. We can't patch this. It's an ex-tire.
Apparently it happens all the time around here because of all the construction. The other thing I learned is that I am right to ALWAYS have a book on me, no matter how my dad might tease me. Even though my commute is short (and not public transportation) and I can't read at work and then I usually come right home, events like today's prove me right. I had to wait for AAA, and then I had to sit and wait at the tire place, and I would be in a seriously bad mood right now if I hadn't have had my book on me. (Les Trois Mousquetaires, if anyone cares. Very entertaining.) As it is, I feel pretty lucky. At least all this didn't happen A) on a day when I would have seriously been fucked by coming in late to work B) during pouring rain C) or a snowstorm for that matter D) on a highway or some scary remote place or E) when without a cellphone/book handy.
Oh! The other, other thing I learned from A Current Affair today (playing at the tire center) was that Marilyn Monroe apparently had a night of steamy sex with Joan Crawford. Nicely done, Joan!
On my way to work this morning, I noticed I was reeeeeeaaaaaally low on gas, and although it wasn't that much further (farther? I never could keep them straight...) I decided it would be more pleasant to get gas in the morning before the world turns TOO FUCKING HOT AND I WANT TO DIE. So, I'm pumping gas, and I'm looking at my car, and I see my front left tire looks weird. So I look closer, and oh yeah, I may not know a lot about cars, but this puppy is flat. I pull over to the side by the air pump, and this tire doesn't even register as having any pressure. Heh. Called in the cavalry (thanks, AAA!) and it all worked out fine. (AAA put on the spare, went to a tire place, got a new tire, everything's resolved now.) Turns out there was a nail THE SIZE OF MY FINGER in the tire. They were all, uh, no. We can't patch this. It's an ex-tire.
Apparently it happens all the time around here because of all the construction. The other thing I learned is that I am right to ALWAYS have a book on me, no matter how my dad might tease me. Even though my commute is short (and not public transportation) and I can't read at work and then I usually come right home, events like today's prove me right. I had to wait for AAA, and then I had to sit and wait at the tire place, and I would be in a seriously bad mood right now if I hadn't have had my book on me. (Les Trois Mousquetaires, if anyone cares. Very entertaining.) As it is, I feel pretty lucky. At least all this didn't happen A) on a day when I would have seriously been fucked by coming in late to work B) during pouring rain C) or a snowstorm for that matter D) on a highway or some scary remote place or E) when without a cellphone/book handy.
Oh! The other, other thing I learned from A Current Affair today (playing at the tire center) was that Marilyn Monroe apparently had a night of steamy sex with Joan Crawford. Nicely done, Joan!