Tires Go Round and Round… or not.
Yesterday morning started off like any other. I got up, got ready and got out the door right on time. Unlike most mornings though, I had to actually open up our little physical therapy clinic that day since one of our therapists had taken the day off. Not a problem. (Insert skeptical laugh here).
About 15 minutes from my house it happens. I was the Lucky chosen one that was hand picked (I’m sure) to run over a HUGE screw that a previous driver nicely dropped from his truck/piece of crap car. I remained calm and pulled into a bank parking lot. I knew immediately what had happened thanks to my car telling me when my tires need more air with the help of a bright flashing light on my dash. Whats a little flat tire to start off a Monday morning?
Being the strong, independent women that I am I calmly (angerly) pull out my spare tire, jack, wrench etc. I actually turn down the assistance of several bank employees as they walk into their workplace. (I was that confident). Moments later, I was rethinking their offered help. I had everything under control up to the point where I couldn’t get the lug nuts off the wheel. I choose to blame it on the Michigan salt that gunked up my wheels and not my lack of strength. No worries. I call my dad.
Dad shows up about 25 minutes later half laughing half annoyed that I got him out of the house on his day off. He confidently goes to take the wheel off. No luck. And unlike me, he didn’t take it well. He muttered something about finding the guy at the Mazda dealership that thought it was necessary to put the lug nuts on that tightly…. Please Mr. Mazda man don’t come to Georgia. My dad has a death wish for you… something about death by metal wrench.
After my dad pulled his flat tire tools out of his car and was still not able to get my tire off he suggested that I take it to a place with an air wrench. (Really? I have a flat tire.) So, like a good daughter, I listened to dear ol’ dad and drove (slowly/embarrassingly) to a tire place. They were easily able to get the lovely tire off my car and I was on my way… a mere 45 minutes after I should have been at work. Cleveland was still 20 miles away, and now I was limited on my speed due to the cute little spare tire I now had to contend with/show off.
The patients waiting by the door (in the 30 degree temperatures) were surprisingly understanding. I was (unsurprisingly) frustrated. YAY for Monday mornings!
In other news: I talked to my new company yesterday. They have the next two weeks of my life filled with plane tickets, hotel reservations, car rental agreements and expense report allowances. Basically, I get to go to three different cities with all expenses paid. (One being St. Louis, which I find ironic sense my previous company was supposed to send me there. I digress.)
Also, I am trying to find a great deal on a laptop to take with me for the journey… Cause ya know I can’t be unplugged for that long. Anyone have any suggestions?
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