ROBIEWANKENOBIE

hello. my name is robiewankenobie. and if i didn't have bad luck? i'd have no luck at all. my mama, mamawankenobie, comforts me with this from time to time. she's a funny woman.

yesterday was tragic. TRAGIC. also? typical.

let's set the scene: i bought new tires on monday. boy-gee-howdy was it an epic monday. i did all sorts of fancypants errand running - like tire buying and oilchanging. i'm a frugal gal, but i figured i'd treat theLeon a treat by springing for an oil change. it's a little cold for him to change oil right now, don't you think? yes.

tuesday:

i get into work? and my tire is flat. so flat that everyone who walks in the door must tell me at once. yes, indeedy.

i go to put on my spare? but the people who have managed to do such a poor job with the new tires had done a FABULOUS job with the lugnuts. i must have really amused the neighbors what with my "jumping up and down on the tire iron" routine. theLeon just rolled his eyes. HE managed it just fine. ::hrumph::

the spare was flat.

the gas station nearest to my workplace has no airpump.

the gas station closest to home had air, but...

my car refused to start without a jump.

theLeon doesn't understand why i hesitate to ask people to "jump me," but he came anyway.


all of this? annoying, but not lethal. ::checks:: yup. i'm still kicking. oh, tuesday. i shan't miss you 'tall. the end.

(p.s. i just love to pass these things on, so now theLeon is having a day of awesome. tire exchanging, garage taking, furnace repair experiments (don't ask). what can i say? i'm a giver. perhaps he'd like to go with me to the body shop later tonight, just for kicks...)