Oh, the horror that is Monday!
Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2004 1:25 pm
So let me tell y'all about my day today. Cause this was, officially, without a doubt, the WORST Monday I EVER had!So it started when i overslept...got up with only 20 minutes to shower, dress, etc. etc. Keep in mind it takes me 30 minutes to shower sometimes...I like my showers...Anyway, managed to get out only 5 minutes late...hauled my (removed) to Dunkin' donuts to get my bagel and chocolate milk as i always do...i get btchy without my bagel...so it's either bagel, or no class. Continuing to class, I was driving along enjoying the euphoria that is my toasted bagel and cream cheese, and I come to a light. Having a free moment with my hands off the wheel, I go to shake my chocolate milk. But for some reason, i thought it was one of those bottles that had a foil seal under the cap...so i took off the cap, failing to notice the clicking noise of the safety seal breaking (a sure sign there is NO foil seal).I continued and took the cap off, shook well (per instructions), and needless to say, chocolate milk went all over EVERYTHING!!!!! rearview mirror, my glasses, passenger seat, radio, xm skyfi, steering wheel, MY PANTS (emphasis on MY PANTS), center console, shifter, my hair, everything. It even got INTO the shifter bin. I haven't had a chance to open the glovebox or other storage bins, or remove other trim pieces, to see if it got in there. I'll leave that for this weekend.So I was sitting there in disbelief at what the hell I just did. Of course, before I could process it all, the light changed, so i just kept driving, covered in milk, hitting up my stash of napkins in my console (thanks Juliana for stealing them from the hotel in October, I'm STILL working off that supply!) trying to wipe down my hair, glasses, mirror, wheel...anything I could wipe without stretching so I could drive and napkin simultaneously. Needless to say, there was enough mess that I now profess myself an expert at napkining. Wish I had tinted windows so no one else witnessed this. Damn NJ laws.Get to the college. Sit in the parking lot debating what to do. I can (A), go to class, covered in chocolate milk stains, and let people's imaginations run wild. (B), change my pants in the car, a skill I'm still working on mastering, or (C) give up and go home. I've only missed one day all year, what would another be. Sat there for a while contiuing to clean up, debating my options. Looked down, constantly reminding myself I was covered in BROWN SPOTS. Brown spots that WOULD NOT FADE. I couldn't go to class looking like that. It was change, or rush home. Finally decided it made no sense to do anything but go home and try to clean up the disaster. Now, it takes 45 minutes to get home at posted speeds. I had to be at work in an hour. Speeding was my only option. As an aside, this car handled amazingly wel at the 75-80 mph speeds I was traveling! WOOHOO! If only I'd had my CAI in when I needed to pass some people. Oh well. That's an upcoming project...Anyway, back on topic. So I make it home in 25 minutes. Not much of a time savings, but whatever. I get out, go around to the passenger side to get out my pile of chocolate-milk-covered work clothes. I stop for a second. I hear a hissing noise. Think. "That's new." Thought maybe it was just the sound of the hot engine. But no. That was too loud. Definitely not right. Traced the sound to my rear right tire. Sure enough, upon closer inspection, there's a 1 inch wide piece of metal jammed right into my treads. Cause my day isn't already bad enough, now I have a flat. Well, it wasn't flat yet. But air was obviously leaking fast. So I go inside. Decide to call AAA. After all, I pay for it, might as well use it!They tell me typical response times are 60 minutes. I'm like crap. I have to be at work in 30! So I call work, try to explain the saga that was my morning thusfar. My manager only stopped laughing long enough to tell me it wasn't a problem. I can't blame him. Who knew chocolate milk could single-handedly cause flat tires?AAA shows up in about 35 minutes. The guy changes the tire. When he finishes, we look at it more closely, and it appears that, in addition to my metal piece, there is now also a nail in there. (removed). What else. So now I got a dinky donut in my car and a swiss-cheese tire in my hatch area.The guy leaves, and of course, I notice the spare looks a little flat. I check the pressure, and it's underinflated by about 20 psi. So I break out the 25 year old pump or whatever I got, and it takes about another 15 minutes to get it up to pressure. Of course finding a gauge that went UP to 60 psi was hard too. Eventually found one. Anyway, so now I'm driving around on this itty-bitty 13-inch donut or whatever it is, with a tire in my car that, knowing my luck, prolly has more holes than the the grille on the front of the car. I finally get to work, amazingly, only 20 minutes beyond when I was scheduled to be there (who says speeding doesn't get you places faster!) and while explaining my saga to my co-workers, one of them is kind enough to point out some dried chocolate-milk on my ear. Fan-freaking-tastic. It will haunt me forever now.On the way home tonight, noticed all the buttons on my skyfi are sticky and jamming. So I had to buy a Torx driver off ebay so I can pop it open and clean it properly. Oh man what an unnecessarily hellish day this was.Thought you all would get a kick outta that story. Every other person I've told has.So I'm hoping they will tell me Thursday I need a new tire (which likely will mean 2 new tires) so I can get some Yokohamas or something better than these loser Goodyears.And that, my friends, is a wrap.I will NEVER, NEVER, NEVER shake any beverage marked "Shake Well" on it ever again without the top SECURELY screwed on!!!I encourage y'all to do the same!