What a morning! It was storming like crazy at my house this morning and of course, I was rushing to get out of the house and get to work. And I would just like to state, that when it comes to rain, all of the idiots come out! It's like, they're roaches being washed out or something. They tap the brakes, they drive without their headlights on, they won't do the speed limit, they cut people off...and this is just the beginning of my rant on road rage. Secondly, do not, I repeat, DO NOT cut me off when I am doing 55 mph down the road and force me to slam on my brakes so hard that my front bumper scrapes the asphalt, and then only go 35mph. I will hurt your feelings if you do this to me. I will not hesitate to push you out of my way. I can't tell you how many old people cut me off and then pull over at the next available opportunity because if I got any closer to their bumper, they would be dragging me! And I get really pissed when you run the stop sign, go 20 miles BELOW the speed limit with a sticker on your back window that says " PUSH, PASS OR GET OFF MY A$$"...hmmm...theres a reason people tailgate you. And it irritates me that people say its young people like me who cause accidents because we are constantly speeding...did they ever stop to think that its the senior citizens who CUT US OFF????
Anyways...that rant is over....last night, I spent a half an hour on the side of I-64 westbound with a flat tire...talk about scary...and if I could have gotten away with it, I might have hurled Jeremy into the middle of traffic. I hate the fact that we argue over my vehicle, but those of you who think I am lucky to have a mechanic for a husband...let me enlighten you...it sucks. He doesnt want to come home and deal with my vehicle. But he doesnt want to let me put it in the shop for oil changes and routine maintenance either. And it irritates me. Last Friday, I had the same flat tire...it was supposedly fixed...well, it didnt hold up. And unfortunately, it took the tire blowing up and my almost wrecking for my husband to decide that hmm...maybe she needs a new tire. No, I need 4 new tires. The tread on mine is gone. There is no tread, in fact. And it just burns me up that he makes me feel like my safety is not important. Sure he apologized, but this is exactly what I told him would happen. And hes hardheaded, and he doesnt listen. So I was pretty smug last night when he had to leave class to come and rescue me. And he better thank Baby Jesus that Lucas was not born yet, or I would have beat him on the side of I-64 with a tire iron. My safety, even more so now, should be a priority with him, but its not. I am so tired of this argument...and whats worse 2 state troopers, yep, 2 state troopers sped by, and not a single one stopped to see if I was alright. The road assist truck never showed up...is this what my tax dollars pay for?? Then I am getting majorly ripped, let me tell you. And as close as those big rigs get, I felt like a minnow in a pond full of sharks! It was not pleasant. And I better never have to deal with that again...especially since it could have been avoided.
If its not one thing....its another...what goes up must come down...what goes down must come up, right?
2 comments:
Well the good thing is now you have 4 NEW tires and you wont have to worry about it again for awhile. If he had fixed the one tire like you told him to then you would be dealing with the same issue a few weeks down the road. So I guess that is something good about the situation.
Seems like we had some bad times. Maybe one day men will realize that we have forseight.
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