I want to cry right now.
Last Saturday I went out bowling with friends of mine. There were these guys a few lanes down from us, one of which used to date my friend's current gf. I don't know the story behind that but we hate them for something he did to her.
Anyways, we're leaving the bowling alley and those guys were out in the parking lot drinking beers. They didn't start anything with us so we didn't worry about anything. Then as I'm pulling out of my space, I hear a loud crunch and the explosion of a beer bottle under my tire....
It had to have been them because they were 2 cars over from my car and no one else was drinking in the parking lot. It pissed me off because they don't even know who I am or what car I drive. So they just wanted to be cute and put a beer bottle under some random person's tire.
So I was pissed but my tire seemed fine the next day so I thought nothing of it.
I've been having problems with my car all week. It's been hesitating when I accelerate, and if I stopped at a red light, the same sort of hesitation would happen even though I was sitting still.
So my dad brought the car in, it needed a tune up, and assorted other stuff. I go to pick it up, it's running great. I bring it home, get out of the car and just happen to look at my tire. That's when I notice a very large piece of BROWN glass stuck in my front driver's side tire. I started screaming.
My mom tells me not to tell my dad how it happened but he was so pissed about it anyway that I stopped caring. I told him I knew how I got it and I didn't see it til today. And somehow it's MY fault that some asshole put a bottle under my tire because I don't look under my tires before I back out of somewhere. Because I'm apparently supposed to be some sort of paranoid person always looking because I think someone's out to get me.
Not only did he scream at me but then he removed the piece of glass. I don't think it punctured into the tire, it seems to just have cut into one of those grooves on it. But now if it did puncture into the tire, then I'm gonna have a flat by tomorrow morning because he was a jerk and did that. I checked the pressure when I saw the piece of glass and it was normal. I'll check it again tomorrow.
I'm just so aggrivated right now. He always treats me like this and I really can't take it anymore. I heard him yelling at my mom about something to the effect of "The guy's [at the place he got the car fixed] is gonna think I'm a jerk now." Like that even fucking matters. It's Tire Kingdom, we have a contract for the lifetime of the tires because we bought them there. You bring it to them, they fix the problem and that's that. It didn't have to be done TODAY. Especially since I've been driving around for 6 days with it in my tire without any problems.
Last Saturday I went out bowling with friends of mine. There were these guys a few lanes down from us, one of which used to date my friend's current gf. I don't know the story behind that but we hate them for something he did to her.
Anyways, we're leaving the bowling alley and those guys were out in the parking lot drinking beers. They didn't start anything with us so we didn't worry about anything. Then as I'm pulling out of my space, I hear a loud crunch and the explosion of a beer bottle under my tire....
It had to have been them because they were 2 cars over from my car and no one else was drinking in the parking lot. It pissed me off because they don't even know who I am or what car I drive. So they just wanted to be cute and put a beer bottle under some random person's tire.
So I was pissed but my tire seemed fine the next day so I thought nothing of it.
I've been having problems with my car all week. It's been hesitating when I accelerate, and if I stopped at a red light, the same sort of hesitation would happen even though I was sitting still.
So my dad brought the car in, it needed a tune up, and assorted other stuff. I go to pick it up, it's running great. I bring it home, get out of the car and just happen to look at my tire. That's when I notice a very large piece of BROWN glass stuck in my front driver's side tire. I started screaming.
My mom tells me not to tell my dad how it happened but he was so pissed about it anyway that I stopped caring. I told him I knew how I got it and I didn't see it til today. And somehow it's MY fault that some asshole put a bottle under my tire because I don't look under my tires before I back out of somewhere. Because I'm apparently supposed to be some sort of paranoid person always looking because I think someone's out to get me.
Not only did he scream at me but then he removed the piece of glass. I don't think it punctured into the tire, it seems to just have cut into one of those grooves on it. But now if it did puncture into the tire, then I'm gonna have a flat by tomorrow morning because he was a jerk and did that. I checked the pressure when I saw the piece of glass and it was normal. I'll check it again tomorrow.
I'm just so aggrivated right now. He always treats me like this and I really can't take it anymore. I heard him yelling at my mom about something to the effect of "The guy's [at the place he got the car fixed] is gonna think I'm a jerk now." Like that even fucking matters. It's Tire Kingdom, we have a contract for the lifetime of the tires because we bought them there. You bring it to them, they fix the problem and that's that. It didn't have to be done TODAY. Especially since I've been driving around for 6 days with it in my tire without any problems.
It'll be okay. Dads are jerks sometimes.