Friday the 13th
I wasn't superstitious, until this past Friday. Here's the story of how I spent my Friday the 13th, 2006.
Scott and I were headed down to Bloomington to visit my family for the long weekend; he got out of class early, but I had a meeting, so we hit the road around 7pm. We were driving down the road when I hit a huge pothole (I was talking on the cell phone, it was dark, he was trying to tell me something; not a good set up to begin with) - the car started listing to the right and the steering wheel felt funny. I was cursing up a storm (bad Erin) and Scott was telling me it was prob no big deal, but to stop in one of the parking garages so he could check out of the rain and in some light.
I stopped about a half mile down the road on campus, we got out and discovered that my right front tire was flat! After calling my parents to let them know we'd be late, Scott and I took the dog and her crate out of the back, got the spare out, and finally found the jack. Scott jacked the car up and started to remove the tire, but I had forgotten to lock the parking brake (oops!!), so the car moved and he had to start over (after I locked the brake this time).
After some wrestling with the hubcap and the lugnuts, Scott had the flat off and the spare was on and ready to go shortly thereafter. We piled everything back in the car and headed back onto the road.
I stopped at the dorm to let Scott grab some stuff he had forgotten, and as I pulled out of the drive, I hit another pothole, felt the familiar vibration in the steering wheel, and pulled over - the spare was flat!! The second tire in less than an HOUR!
This time I called AAA - they sent a tow truck which actually arrived about 20 mins after the call and just as my cell phone battery died! Scott managed to steer my car onto the flatbed while I called my dad, even though he doesn't know where anything is in my car since he never drives it. The tow guy took my car back to my place where it would sit until early Saturday morning.
After a short night in the apartment, I called the tire place across the street and Scott and I carted the flat across the street on foot. It turns out the rim was dented and as soon as it was reshaped and air added to the tire, we were good to go - they didn't even charge me for the repair!
***
I've decided that this was a test for Scott and I - if we could deal with all that on a dark, wet, cold, snowy/slushy night we should be set for a lot of the stuff we'll run into down the road I guess. We did get a bit sharp with each other, especially about me having him get the car on the truck instead of letting him talk to my dad on the phone and me drive, but it was resolved fairly quickly and we were back on track again.
I'm thanking my lucky stars that Scott can be calm in this kind of situation - I was flipping out half the time. LOL
The trip to Bloomington went smoothly and the weekend was great, despite the crazy start to it. :)
Scott and I were headed down to Bloomington to visit my family for the long weekend; he got out of class early, but I had a meeting, so we hit the road around 7pm. We were driving down the road when I hit a huge pothole (I was talking on the cell phone, it was dark, he was trying to tell me something; not a good set up to begin with) - the car started listing to the right and the steering wheel felt funny. I was cursing up a storm (bad Erin) and Scott was telling me it was prob no big deal, but to stop in one of the parking garages so he could check out of the rain and in some light.
I stopped about a half mile down the road on campus, we got out and discovered that my right front tire was flat! After calling my parents to let them know we'd be late, Scott and I took the dog and her crate out of the back, got the spare out, and finally found the jack. Scott jacked the car up and started to remove the tire, but I had forgotten to lock the parking brake (oops!!), so the car moved and he had to start over (after I locked the brake this time).
After some wrestling with the hubcap and the lugnuts, Scott had the flat off and the spare was on and ready to go shortly thereafter. We piled everything back in the car and headed back onto the road.
I stopped at the dorm to let Scott grab some stuff he had forgotten, and as I pulled out of the drive, I hit another pothole, felt the familiar vibration in the steering wheel, and pulled over - the spare was flat!! The second tire in less than an HOUR!
This time I called AAA - they sent a tow truck which actually arrived about 20 mins after the call and just as my cell phone battery died! Scott managed to steer my car onto the flatbed while I called my dad, even though he doesn't know where anything is in my car since he never drives it. The tow guy took my car back to my place where it would sit until early Saturday morning.
After a short night in the apartment, I called the tire place across the street and Scott and I carted the flat across the street on foot. It turns out the rim was dented and as soon as it was reshaped and air added to the tire, we were good to go - they didn't even charge me for the repair!
***
I've decided that this was a test for Scott and I - if we could deal with all that on a dark, wet, cold, snowy/slushy night we should be set for a lot of the stuff we'll run into down the road I guess. We did get a bit sharp with each other, especially about me having him get the car on the truck instead of letting him talk to my dad on the phone and me drive, but it was resolved fairly quickly and we were back on track again.
I'm thanking my lucky stars that Scott can be calm in this kind of situation - I was flipping out half the time. LOL
The trip to Bloomington went smoothly and the weekend was great, despite the crazy start to it. :)
posted by Erin at 10:38 PM
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