Damn

I get out of work today about 10 mins early because Jeff needs to go to the bank and Patty needs to get home by 5 and damn, my tire's flat!! Ok, ok, no biggie I have a spare and it's only sprinkling, so I changed the tire and we're still on time to get Patty to her appointment. Nope, two miles later the donut goes out, crap. Now it's raining harder. So fuck it I just drive like that another couple of miles to the shop. When I get there some fat asshole tells me it'll be an hour and $27 (freakin retarded), but that the air is free. So I go out to see if the original tire will hold some air and one of the guys working in the garage tells me he could get it done in about 15 minutes. Fat guys says whatever and we're ready to go in about 25mins, which is better than an hour. There was a damn razor blade broken inside the tire, how the hell did that happen? Luckily my mom was available to watch the kids. I got home about 6:45, whatever at least it's taken care of.