I have less than stellar luck in life. Just when I get some good stuff going, life kicks me.
Today, a job interview, followed by a completely flat tire. What happened? It was full when I went inside the building...when I came out...flat as a pre-teens chest. I thought I was getting ahead financially, but now this setback. Bah. The frustration sets in.
I know how to change a tire. This is like my fourth one in two years. Each time, it's the same. I jack it up, get all the bolts and hubcap off, but can't finish the job because the tire is always stuck on the car. Then, like a helpless boob I call AAA to come (after I wait an hour and a half!) and spend 10 seconds with a can of lube and a rubber mallet to get it off for me.
Today, a job interview, followed by a completely flat tire. What happened? It was full when I went inside the building...when I came out...flat as a pre-teens chest. I thought I was getting ahead financially, but now this setback. Bah. The frustration sets in.
I know how to change a tire. This is like my fourth one in two years. Each time, it's the same. I jack it up, get all the bolts and hubcap off, but can't finish the job because the tire is always stuck on the car. Then, like a helpless boob I call AAA to come (after I wait an hour and a half!) and spend 10 seconds with a can of lube and a rubber mallet to get it off for me.
Getting the tire off is always a tough part in changing a flat. The last flat I had to change was last year on my Dad's tralier when it went flat at the dump. That ancient trailer's bolts felt like they were welded to the frame and then after I got them off, the tire felt pretty well the same. At least I had leverage with the bolts; not so with the tire. It took me forever. Plus, it stinks at the dump. I can certainly relate to your frustration.