I'm sure all of you can relate to this somehow or another. Here is how my craptastic morning went......
Woke up early to go get free breakfast at Chick-Fil-A....got passes by an Orange Lambo of some sorts going about 110 on the highway. That was kinda cool actually..haha
So I get to the place and I hear a "ssssssssssss" At this point I am thinking "I hope thats not what I think it is"...well it is. A square rock about an 1" in size was stuffed into my drivers side rear tire. It was hissing pretty good so I pull it out thinking I could air it up and make it home...when I pull it out I then hear ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
At this point I'm like fucccccckkkkkkkk. I must have done something wrong today. haha So I decide to change the tire in the parking lot because I didn't want it sitting where I wasnt at and I didnt want to ruin the tire. So I get the jack and that crap out and it starts raining. Of course my friends are of no help at all...such good friends they are. :crazy:
So at this point I get the spare out (which killed me elbow which had been sore from baseball......) and loosen the lug nuts when I notice some bastard had opened their car door into my rear quarter panel leaving a nice 3" crease. Thanks ya asshole. :explosion:
Now it is a steady drizzle and my once clean hands now had anti seize all over them from where my dad feels the need to apply it to every stinking bolt that ever comes off. So I start using the jack and the stupid thing isnt tall enough to put it on the frame. Good move GM...so I had to uncrank it and reposition it at the rear axle which on a pickup truck is way under there getting my light blue Polo nice and greasy. So I get the old tire off and at this point it is 8:30...school starts at 8:25..
I put the new tire on and leave for school. I get to school and the attendance office doesn't believe why I was late. I was so pissed I ended up walking out..and you know how much adults like to be walked out on by a HS student. So they count me truent...which I ended up taking up with the principle who walked me out to my car and I had to show him the spare tire. Don't they have any thing better to do?
So now my once clean and dry clothes are wet with sweat and rain and my arms have antiseize all over them. I bet I looked like a sight today...thats for sure.
There's my Thursday morning sob story.
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Woke up early to go get free breakfast at Chick-Fil-A....got passes by an Orange Lambo of some sorts going about 110 on the highway. That was kinda cool actually..haha
So I get to the place and I hear a "ssssssssssss" At this point I am thinking "I hope thats not what I think it is"...well it is. A square rock about an 1" in size was stuffed into my drivers side rear tire. It was hissing pretty good so I pull it out thinking I could air it up and make it home...when I pull it out I then hear ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
At this point I'm like fucccccckkkkkkkk. I must have done something wrong today. haha So I decide to change the tire in the parking lot because I didn't want it sitting where I wasnt at and I didnt want to ruin the tire. So I get the jack and that crap out and it starts raining. Of course my friends are of no help at all...such good friends they are. :crazy:
So at this point I get the spare out (which killed me elbow which had been sore from baseball......) and loosen the lug nuts when I notice some bastard had opened their car door into my rear quarter panel leaving a nice 3" crease. Thanks ya asshole. :explosion:
Now it is a steady drizzle and my once clean hands now had anti seize all over them from where my dad feels the need to apply it to every stinking bolt that ever comes off. So I start using the jack and the stupid thing isnt tall enough to put it on the frame. Good move GM...so I had to uncrank it and reposition it at the rear axle which on a pickup truck is way under there getting my light blue Polo nice and greasy. So I get the old tire off and at this point it is 8:30...school starts at 8:25..
I put the new tire on and leave for school. I get to school and the attendance office doesn't believe why I was late. I was so pissed I ended up walking out..and you know how much adults like to be walked out on by a HS student. So they count me truent...which I ended up taking up with the principle who walked me out to my car and I had to show him the spare tire. Don't they have any thing better to do?
So now my once clean and dry clothes are wet with sweat and rain and my arms have antiseize all over them. I bet I looked like a sight today...thats for sure.
There's my Thursday morning sob story.
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