Flat tire! Ahhhhhhhhh!
Cool thing about the new car. It says, "Hey, Hiner, flat tire. Might not want to drive to work."
Actually, it's just a little dashboard light that looks like a horseshoe with an exclamation mark in it. So, either my horse has thrown a shoe or Niagara Falls is in trouble. I went with the horse, and sure enough, the front driver's side tire was completely flat. After a few moments of debate, I decided to drive to the nearest gas station (about 1/2 mile from my house) to inflate it, then drive to work. If it just went flat again, the car would let me know, right?
I made it all the way to work with no trouble. Called Kia, then made it all the way back to Akron to drop it off yesterday afternoon. I've got the warranty for such things, but I know it won't cover road-induced tire damage, so hopefully I won't have to buy a new one.
Beyond that, not a lot of note. The boss is gone all week, so I'm charge, mother fuckers! I'll take advantage of that by working from home.
Run is sniffed out and stopped behind the line.
My ball. 2nd and 12 on life's 21.
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