The Daily Digital Photo
Chronicling the life of Clayton and Spenser, with memories of Scooter

October 15, 2008


How many flat tire events which end quickly and easily is one allotted in life? I fear it is just one and that I used it up on Tuesday. I was on my way to work at about 7 AM and was driving in thick fog. I turned into the ShopRite supermarket plaza because they recently opened a Dunkin Donuts in the store and I am getting little a tired of Starbucks. Bam! I hit the curb hard and heard a funny noise, like all the air was being extinguished out of my rear tire. Which is exactly what happened. And the tires were less than two months old. So I called Phillip to come change the tire, as he had one day a few years ago on my way to work when I drove into a pothole, but it was Tuesday and he had patients all morning and had to leave for work pronto. Bummer. So I called AAA, and wondered how I would spend the next couple of hours. I figured I could start by getting some shopping done as well as picking up that coffee. So I put up the hood of the car, left a note on the dash and went into the ShopRite. I wandered around, got my stuff, got my coffee, came out and look! There was the AAA man busily (and politely I may add) removing the tire from my car! I was very pleased, and even more so when I opened up the spare tire bin and found a full-sized spare! I left the parking lot less than a half hour after I got the flat and was at work before 8. Karma, baby! Car karma! I had it on Tuesday!