Good People, Good Times
So I was driving home from buying a Members Only jacket the other day when my car nosedived into a speed bump.
'What was that?' I wondered. I fly through this school zone all the time. Surely, the slow leak that I had patched last week hadn't fallen off.
-flashback to last week-
'Sure, we'll patch that tire up for ya at no charge.'
'Thanks. Know how long the wait is?'
'It'll be about 90 minutes.'
'I'll be at the bar across the street then.'
So 9 games of pool, 7 losses, 4 shots, and 3 buckets of beer later I had the best set of tires ever.
-end flashback-
Maybe I just hit the speed bump at the wrong angle? Two miles later I noticed I was driving on my rims. So I get out and take a look... yep, that's a flat tire.
Most people would get down about this, but not me. I actually like changing tires. Maybe it's because I like saying changing tires in that Cole-Trickle-Change-My-Tires-But-Cole-The-Race-Is-Over kinda way. The only downfall (besides the obvious flat tire) was that I had to take a leak so bad I could taste it. My dog 800 yards away probably did too.
So there I was ignoring nature's call while stuck in the middle of the street between a cop's (who recently became a father) house and a house for rent. Now I know what you're thinking, but forget it! I didn't have any water balloons in the trunk. So I decided to just change the tire.
Before I could finish slightly loosening the 4th lug nut before raising the car on my jack, a passerby pulled up next to me and asked if I needed anything. Got a fluorescent jacket, I wondered (watch the following video).
'Oh, I think I got it. Thank ya though.'
I raised the car up, removed old flat tire, placed spare tire, slightly tightened lug nuts, and was about to lower when passerby #2 stopped by asking if I need any help. He got the same response. It was when I finally lowered the car that I realized that my spare was flat too. Well, 'relatively flat' is what my urine-laden bladder diagnosed it as.
Anywho, the moral of the story is that everyone should know how to change a tire. Even you female readers of the SoD should know. If you're a guy and don't know how, then there's a good chance you probably enjoy Kevin Bacon movies. Either way, check out the following video for tips:
VideoJug: How To Change A Tyre
6 Comments:
How did you post this on old blogger? I'm amazed...and so not worthy!
I changed my last tire when I was about 2 months pregnant. DH says that I should have just sat there looking helpless, but I wasn't helpless and I did it...I did take the offer of help to get the flat tire in the trunk, but that's it. I drove it to the tire place that the guy who lifted my flat tire into the trunk recommended and they took care of the rest.
My mom made sure her girl knew how to change a flat tire and change the oil in the car...and that her boys knew how to cook and mend their clothes. Equal opportunity house.
thank you Oh Great One. :) I already know how to change a tire though.
and since you're back among the land of blogging how about changing my link please. I've moved.
http://southernsweetheart.mytruestlife.com
blogger sucks.
USC will play Kentucky on October 4th, another thursday night game.
congratulations on another post on old blogger... I'm so jealous of you.
I know how to change a tire, but I sure don't like doing it. Fortunately, I've never had to... nice gentleman have always come to my rescue :-)
It pains me deeply that the SoD has become a once-a-month internet publication.
still on old blogger... wow!
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