Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Monday, Monday. Can't trust that day.*

Here's how my Monday started (in great detail - the times may have been slightly altered because who really remembers the exact times?):

7:06 a.m. - Wake Up

7:09 a.m. - Play words with friends

7:15 a.m. - Shower, breakfast, pack lunch etc.

8:15 a.m. - Hit the road Jack

8:17 a.m. - Feel a strange shaking sensation all throughout the car - detour to closest gas station

8:26 a.m. - Talk to Indian cashier at the Shell gas station as he gives me change for a $10 so I can use the air machine and fill up my tire. He's having a so-so day and hopes to see me around some time.

8:29 a.m. - Call Wanda to tell her I'll be late.

8:30 a.m. - Tire is full of air, quick scan shows no signs of long lasting damage.

8:41 a.m. - enter highway

8:55 a.m. - Two exits away from work I hear the sound of rushing wind...my windows are rolled up. The car shakes a little and I pull over.

8:55.5 a.m. - I call dad, he is on the way, stay in the car.

8:56 a.m. - Call Wanda to give her a status update.

8:57 a.m. - Text the roommate to tell her what a great Monday I am having

8:58 a.m. - Pull out iPod and play Vortex

9:03 a.m. - Dad calls back to say he is on his way.

9:10 a.m. - Motorists Assistance pulls up to offer Assistance. Tell her that my dad is on the way, apologize. She says it happens. Sticks around a moment and heads off to be the hero to someone else.

9:19 a.m. - Dad calls to let me know he is entering highway

9:23 a.m. - Dad calls to tell me he doesn't see me.

9:27 a.m. - Dad calls to tell me that he saw me when he was headed int he opposite direction...he'll be there soon.

9:35 a.m. - Dad changes tire. I explain to my nephews that it popped (Tommy: Like a balloon!?). Told them the spare was called a donut. They thought that was funny.

9:43 a.m. - Tire all done. Head over to Pep Boys

9:48 a.m. - Get to Pep Boys - talk to cute mechanic (he looked like Milo Ventimiglia - but scruffier with a buzz cut).

9:53 a.m. - Arrange to pick the car back up after work. Dad gives me a ride to work.

9:57 a.m. - Give a cheery "good morning" to the security guards and take the stairs.

10:12 a.m. - After getting settled in - write this post - to be posted later because I have pictures!

Happy Monday Folks!


Martha said...

I know those khaki pants!! Hi, hero Dad!

The Ottley's said...

Good golly! What a rough morning!!

J, K & L said...

holy crap. look at that tire!

*mamas & the papas? love them.

Vanessa said...

What a terrible start to the week! Well, except for the cute mechanic! ;)

Hope your week goes better!! <3

G Sauce said...

Ew you did that tire in good!

Marissa said...

How horrible and ugly! The experience... not the mechanic. Did you give him my number? Just wondering.


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