Personal Note: First!

[nebroadwe]

Thirty years behind the wheel, more or less, and only yesterday did I experience my first flat tire. Fortunately it was a non-traumatic event: I turned a corner, heard a weird noise from the rear of the car, drove the remaining mile to the baby shower I was co-hosting, and discovered a screw embedded in the back passenger-side tire. Called the rental agency and they sent a man to put on the donut (what a waste of time that was -- I thought when they said they were sending a man to change the tire, they were sending a man to change the tire. The assembled party-goers would cheerfully have helped me put the donut on myself. Sigh.). Returned the car to the rental agency that evening, filled out a sheet of extra paperwork, and that was that. Phew.

Comments

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

well at least it wasn't too bad. And that you could get the tire off. Most of the time, they have the lugs so tight even the mechanics can't get them off without the air wrench that put them on in the first place.

Amen. And I'm glad I wasn't out on the highway or on my way to somewhere I didn't have friends (though I do have AAA and a cell phone). This was not a happy rental, overall -- when I picked the car up, first a very large sedan and then a FedEx truck tried to run it over. Now I wonder if the car didn't like me and decided to call for help ... and when that failed to get me to give it up, it resorted to self-mutilation ...

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

snort, that could be