After 45 minutes of struggling valiantly alongside 322, at 3 am, with nothing but the light of my cell phone to guide me...I changed my first flat tire.
Well, for ME...I had to actually suck it up and change it (the part I didn't explain was that I was driving on an 80-85% deflated tire for the entire day, and only brought the situation upon myself) and really wanted to avoid changing the tire at all. I sucked it up and changed it, though. If I were Tara Quinn, however...I'd have a wealth of other options to choose from before I opted to change it:
1) Before I left, used my unabashed gregarious nature, adventurous charm, and indescribable beauty to get some burly man to carry me and my car home.
2) As with the first explanation, but this time convincing someone to swap cars with me.
3) When I changed the tire, I was parked right next to the woods...so I'd call upon wood nymphs to do it for my while they dance for my entertainment.
4) Be smart enough to NOT drive on a partially (mostly) flat tire.
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But props on the manliness!
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1) Before I left, used my unabashed gregarious nature, adventurous charm, and indescribable beauty to get some burly man to carry me and my car home.
2) As with the first explanation, but this time convincing someone to swap cars with me.
3) When I changed the tire, I was parked right next to the woods...so I'd call upon wood nymphs to do it for my while they dance for my entertainment.
4) Be smart enough to NOT drive on a partially (mostly) flat tire.
We're online at the same time. Hooray.
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