Vue

It's Saturday and you know what that means.....Michael's bowling league day. Chris has a Mt. Bike race today as well. I wanted so badly to attend Chris' race, but my parents were unable to help me out with bowling transportation so I had to bow out. As Chris tellls me he took 3rd. And only he and I know why......he refused a good luck kiss. I tried to warn him, but he wouldn't listen. When will men realize that women are usually right? Ergh!
So that brings me to my post. I was leaving my parent's home when I noticed something shiny in my front right tire. I looked at it closer....it was a screw. So instead of acting on Payless' shoe sale, I ended up at NTB. When I arrived at NTB I asked them how long it would take to patch a tire and the guy said 1 hr or less. Great! I have enough time to get my tire patched and get to the bowling ally to pick up Michael and Jake (his friend, with whom he bowls with). It got to be 1 hr / 11:15 and no word from NTB, so I went to front desk and inquired about my car. They had just pulled it in. And instead of having just one screw in my right front tire I also had a nail as well in the same tire near the screw. Long story short after NTB realized that I hadn't purchased my tires from them they no longer wanted to help me. So here it is Saturday night and I still have both in my tire. My poor car. It doesn't deserve this abuse. I lucked out and Chris phoned me from work, as long as I take my car to his job Steve will patch both holes with expensive gum and send me on my way. Sounds good to me. I do have a slight reserve, I don't want to end up on the hwy with a flat. Once Steve has a look at it, he may change his mind about repairing it. Keep you posted.