A bad day
The day started off bad, My wife woke me up at 4 am to tell me i was elbowing her in the head.For the first time in months I was getting a good nights sleep. Oh well there's always tonight. So the next ray of sunshine came when I walked outside to see the bikini top on my Jeep somehow slipped out of the channel on the windshield, flooding my Jeep from last nights downpour( 2 or 3 inches). As I go to get a towel for the seat I see the DPW truck drive by my recycleing for the 3rd week in a row(I guess somehow I don't live inside the township anymore). So after work I bag up all the bottles and cans throw them in the back of the Jeep and drive to the DPW. There is a sign telling me the hours of recycling. (sat 10-1) So as I go to turn around and pull out. I hear pssssssst , I ran over something. The Front tire is flat by the time i get out of the Jeep. (great) Ok I can handle this. I open the hood take out the little bottle jack. Go to start cranking it up under the axle. (rusted solid) Ok no big deal, I take out my hilift and proceed to very unsafely change my tire. As I am putting my hilift away the cops show up and accuse me of trying to dump a tire.After begging and pleading ,I am allowed to leave. So I'm pretty sure my tire is shot. The recycling is still at my house and Now I'm all pissed off. But I did finally get the little strap on my hilift in the right place so it doesn't rattle anymore.
5 % of people make things happen
65% of people let things happen
30% of people say "what happened?"