Saturday, January 9, 2010

Flat Tire blues II

Yip that's right folks yesterday I went out to drive my truck only to discover my tire was flat again! Apparently the tire people didn't fix it the first back I went again.  I was really pissed if the truth be told and there was some pretty explicit  language being expressed and tossed around the yard.  Because 1) I had another flat tire 2) I  had to cancel coffee with a friend. and 3) the tire was  "supposedly" fixed! I manged to fill it and get back to the tire folks again.  Where they told me there was a huge gash in my tire which I don't possibly know how they missed the first time but there it was - I saw it with my own eyes.  And I was quite sad because this time the tire was not fixable as you can imagine so I got to plunk down $450 for two new tires...Because my "spare" tire was a right off  in addition to the flat one.  However, as now all 4 of my tires on said truck are all covered by warranty. I am sure nothing will happen now which is a bit of piece of mind.  I think the guy that helped me was trying to be nice by saying well now all your tires match.  'Cause you know how important the esthetics of my tires are too me...oh so important NOT! Anyways I am now hoping my tire and truck saga for 2010 are now over and there won't be any repeats!

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Flat tire blues

Can I just say that there are days when I really dislike my singleness (if that's a word) today was one of those days.  Last night I had a meeting at 7:30 so when I got to my truck in the pitch darkness and attempted to drive out of the drive way I didn't get very far why? Well because I had a big old flat tire!  It was too dark to do anything about it and thankfully one of my roommates kindly lent me her car or I would have missed the meeting.  So this morning that's what I didn't look forward to taking care of...the flat tire.  Now I should mention though I am actually embarrassed to say but I have never changed a flat tire.  I like to drive my vehicle and leave the mechanics including tires to others perferably those that know what they are doing.  This is one of the reasons that I sometimes envy couples I mean you always have someone to convince or at least try to convince into doing the things you hate dealing with such as flat tires.  So this morning in the cold and wind there I was trying to literally pry my spare flat tire from underneath my truck.  Pry?  Yes pry. It became very apparent that after having not been moved, touched or even looked at after about 10 years my spare tire was completely flat and almost impossible to get to because all the nuts, bolts, hooks and whatever's that hold it in place had place.  It took me the better part of an hour and tons of WD40 to pry that sucker loose all while trying to convince 4 dogs that I didn't want to play, or throw balls, and attempting to stop them from playing and flinging dirt in my direction from what I personally believe is a big pile of pee ridden bark mulch/dirt.  This was a day when I really questioned why did I and that mechanic I dated years ago break up?  Why would I do that when he clearly provided multiple services other than in the bedroom?  I mean I know why and and don't regret it but today was one of those days when I really questioned my judgement and started to think maybe arranged marriages where the way to go? One of my requirements would obviously be "must be able and willing to change flat tires and other car things". 

I am not trying to be a big whiner here though I think I am doing a pretty good job.  I mean I am a strong independent women who can take care of herself, earn money, pay for food and clothes but whom also likes someone else in my life to take care of the shite I hate doing such as changing flat tires.  Thankfully I made it to the tire place with just filling my tire with air and not having to attempt to actually change the tire because those lug nuts were looking very ominous!  I was lucky to arrive at the garage in a lull and actually to quote myself said "I had a very flat tire this morning and I just want it fixed."  I didn't even ask how much and personally by this time didn't care. It could have cost $200 and I would have paid it because I just wanted it taken care of. And even better they didn't charge me.  Sweet!  So I guess lesson learned on changing flat tires, keeping the spare filled and auto-parts oiled and greased because had that happened anywhere other than our drive way I would have been seriously screwed...and calling a tow-truck may have been in order.   I think my parents would be glad that I experienced a new life lesson and added some more character building to my character.  All it did for me was realize again how much I hate dealing with everything single thing on my own.  So there coupledom singletown isn't always rosy posy.  

Food For Thought
I may be a living legend, but that sure don't help when I've got to change a flat tire. ~ Roy Orbison

Monday, January 4, 2010

Poo on plane!

Ok People I know that those of you who travel with kids have some adjustments and hardships but really there are a few things that do not go together and a few of them are confined places and diaper changing!  

On my flight back from Dallas Fort Worth to Vancouver in a very crowed plane I was unlucky enough to encounter both.  Yes that's right.  Two rows up from me a lovely couple with a two to three year old decided to share the wonders of parenthood with all of their fellow travelers by yes you guessed it - changing their child's diaper at their seat.  

Now while I can appreciate that changing a diaper in the spacious airplane laboratories can be challenging it really could not be more challenging than pissing off everyone seated within 20 rows of you by changing a diaper at your seat!  Seriously people!  This diaper was not the number one variety, no it was the number 2 variety.  And seriously I don't know what this kid ate but that was the most putrid stinky shite diaper I have ever smelled!  Now I certainly do not claim to be a shitty diaper expert or even a parent but this was really gross.  Actually it was disgusting and we all got a good wiff for what seemed like eternity when you are trapped on an airplane surrounded by shite (literally) smell. I though it was bad when on my previous flight the "gentleman" in front of me ripped a fart that also stank but it was nothing compared to the diaper. I thought the guy in front of me was going to hurl or at least reach for the oxygen mask.  Did I also mention timing.  These parents decided to change said diaper during the dinner hour.  When the rest of us were receiving our complimentary 1 and only drink from the cheap ass airline and while trying to consume our airport meals bought at an astronomical price at our gates prior to boarding said flight.  

I shouldn't say these parents decided to change to diaper because I am pretty sure that it isn't a decision so much as a necessity but the whole situation could have used an injection of some serious common sense.  

I personally loved it when after the diaper had been changed the stewardess decided that was the time to tell the parents that in future they should use the "lavoratory". Really?  I mean she couldn't have mentioned that when they we pulling down the kids pants and pulling out a clean diaper out of their bag?  Since she was about 2 feet away from them when this whole situation was going down!

It's not that I don't think babies, kids and/or families shouldn't travel on planes or that even all parents would even consider doing this but I just think for those people out there who in future might be traveling with babies and shite filled diapers could you please use the lavatory in future?  Your fellow plane travelers will thank you for it.

Food For Thought

"In America there are two classes of travel - first class, and with children.  ~Robert Benchley"