So yesterday, my only day off in the week, I decided I needed to drive my car. I haven’t moved my car since before Christmas, but the past few days have mostly melted the snowbank it was hiding in. I got it out, and realised one tire was a bit flat. Drove to the nearest gas station, filled it up with air, then off to the tire place. Tire place fixed it, but it took long enough that I didn’t get other errands done that I wanted to.
Later that night, off to a friend’s house for dinner. When we’re leaving, we were on our way to look after P’s mum who had just had cataract surgery. P’s stepdad couldn’t, because his mother just passed away the day before, and he was on a plane to Nova Scotia. So, leaving the friend’s house at 10:30pm, and there’s a funny noise. Another, different tire was flat. Like, dead flat. Like had to change out to the spare type of flat.
Drove home on the donut, P got his car, we drove to the tire place and stuck the key to my car in the drop box. Then we drove up to P’s parent’s house.
At much to early in the morning this morning, we were all in the car to take P’s mum to her follow-up appointment. My cell phone rings, and it’s the tire place. The key I left them (the one I use all the time) is apparently cracked, and they don’t want to try to unlock the car, in case it breaks off in the lock. Could I get them another one, and then they can work on the car?
Not impressed.
