Elle had to get to school early today. She was volunteered to sell coffee for some charity. The parents have to come in to the school to log kids in so they are ripe for plucking.
Nat asked Bill to come over and grab her. I rode along because it is a ride. It works out well because Bill rides past my work on his way to his job or home.
Bill pulls out of our street onto Westheimer. He clipped something in the road and pops his rear right tire. It was very interesting. His computer said the wrong tire. The sound as the tire lost air told us it was a different tire. He has been trying to get a mechanic to work on his tire sensors. Tehy are not working properly. No one wants to take his money it seems.
We ended up At TirePro just down the road. it is closed, but it is a driveway out of the way of all the traffic on Westheimer. This is not always possible when wooga-woogaing your way down a busy street in Houston. They are not big on shoulders here.
Bill starts emptying the trunk to get the spare. I’ve asked Nat to clean out our trunk for this very reason. It was a little chilly this morning, but at least it wasn’t raining. If it was, everything gets soaked. Not to mention how much extra time it takes.
We get the jack out and flux with the tire iron. it turns out the tire iron that came with the car will not work with his rims. It hits the rim before getting a good bite on the lug nuts. I need to check this against our car. it is ironic that we are right in front of a tire place. They didn’t open until 9 so they were not much help.
Nat picked us up and took Elle to school and me to work while Bill waited for the road side assist folks.He texted me the progress. By the time I made it to my desk, the road side folks had the spare on his car and he was off to the tire shop.
All is well. I feel really bad bugging Bill just to get him a flat tire for his trouble. He just got new tires no less.
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