My final thoughts…
-I learned quite a few things today, including how many times I can say "Ow" in a five minute time span.
The first thing I learned is that when your wife is in the habit of bringing the car home with a flat tire, bite your tongue, walk away and don’t mutter the first sarcastic comment that comes to mind.
The second thing I learned is that my driveway is sloped. It’s not something that you notice until your car is jacked up and you take the parking break off because the damn tire won’t come off and you get the bright idea that maybe if you take the parking break off you can wiggle and pry the damn thing off.
The third thing I learned is that when you crawl under the car to kick at the tire and you’ve taken off the parking brake, take your headphones off so you can hear the jack scraping across the ground as the car rolls off.
No worries, it just rolled away from me.
-And my final lesson. For every two hours I spend kicking, swearing, cutting myself (Ow), rapping my head on the rear hatch (Ow, ow, ow and ow), etc. etc., it will take my wife five minutes to call AAA, and it will take the AAA man a mere five minutes to pry it off and change it for me.
Good times.
- I could use a QUOTE OF INSPIRATION:
Diplomacy is the art of saying "Nice doggie" until you can find a rock.
Wynn Catlin
GRRRR.
-Back and forearms tomorrow.
