Made it to work on my ugly spare tire, covered in mustard yellow rust powder (the tire, not me). Work...eh...what're gonna say?...was work.
Showed up at 12:26 p.m.
Told a couple of co-workers that my day started out exactly like a joke: "So there a Mexican, a Black guy, and a White guy all changing their tires within a block of each other..." I couldn't figure out a punch line though (post one in the comments section if you can). But that truly is how my day started. One my east side, a few car lengths down, a Black neighbor changed his tire, and about a block to the west of me, a Mexican guy changed his tire. Bad luck for tires last night in my neighborhood of Broken Glass and Dog Poo. It was like the U.N. of World Tire Repair this morning.
Anyway, so after work I rushed to the Firestone on Lincoln Avenue because when I called there this morning, some worker said he could change my tires if I got there before 6:30 p.m. No such luck. Stopped taking customers. Referred me to a Pep Boys out on Touhy, west of highway. so I limped my car there.
$204 later I had some new tires. Yay! Oh, the $4 was actually for some Kitty Treats from the Petco next door for Lilly. I felt like a real badass in my Little Red Zipper, sporting my shiny new tires, challenging ever pothole and bump. Grrrrowl!
The Ferrets at Petco were cracking me up. The three ferrets in the glassed area were all springy and leaping on each other in a WWF Grand Royal Cage Match. Boing-boing-boing. Adorable, furry guys, like a squirrel meets a cat meets an otter by way of a hamster...hee hee hee...me want.