Flat as a Pancake
Maybe it was all of my talk about car paranoia that made the fates do this to me last Friday:
Yup, a flat tire. Luckily, this was shot in my driveway, so while this was inconvenient, it wasn’t dangerous. It just meant that I’d miss the office holiday open house while we had it fixed.
As I said on Twitter, I never had to worry about this sort of thing when I took the train to work everyday. But when I did take the train to work, I had to deal with grumbling crowds and yucky smells. That’s not such a problem when I drive myself to work. I smell nice.
There was one bright spot to Friday, though. The tire shop was right around the corner from a shop that sold these:
That totally made up for the inconvenience of car repair.
One Comment
Comments are closed.
Hmmm. I see another flat in your future…