Replacements

I heard the commotion but didn’t know what was going on until I pulled out of my driveway. Neighbor on the corner was getting a new HVAC system. This was as close as I could get to take a photo. They were blocking the street so I had to turn around to go the other way. I wasn’t 100 feet past my house when I realize something was wrong with the car. One of my front tires was completely flat. Pancaked. The other front tire was about 50% low.

I called for a tow. The driver was great because we both found some humor in the situation. The closest place we could think to go was to the Firestone store. The rear tires were on their last legs treads, too. I ordered four, to be picked up on Tuesday.

I forgot Blanca would be there to clean. I was exhausted, having not being able to sleep very well and calling six people for a ride home. They had finished cleaning the bedroom so I closed all of the blinds and laid down, with the other pillow over my head. Slept for a good, long while. Then made some dinner, watched two episodes of “Shakespeare and Hathaway” and went to bed for the night.
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What happens when a frog gets a flat tire?
He gets toad.

Tell me a flat tire joke.
No pressure…

What did the vegetarian say when they were stranded with a flat tire?
Should have brought asparagus.

I got charged a lot more than I was quoted for a new set of tires.
They said it was due to inflation.