So, after the lovely experiences of the afternoon, I was very eager to get to my car -- after stayiing somewhat late to make up for taking time during the day for said appointment -- and go home.
I pull out of the parking lot, and notice that the car's handling kind of funny. I don't think anything of it, and just figure that it's some sort of alignment issue that can surely wait until the weekend to fix.
Except then I pull onto PA 885 and notice that I have no control of the car.
So I pull back off PA 885 and park outside UPMC Mercy.
Dead front tire. A snow tire. Easily a $125 tire to replace.
And I can't pull the damn lugnuts off so I can change the damn tire. So I call AAA.
"Your account is suspended."
What? Apparently, when I sent in my renewal information, the New York club neglected to forward that information to the Pennsylvania club, and my account was suspended. So I pay $47.50 to reinstate my membership. And get someone out to change the dead tire.
The guy comes and changes my tire. Says I'm his third one of the night.
Turns out I ran over a screw, and the tire's not completely dead. A patch kit will fix it, he says, and I should be able to get someone to do it cheaply. More importantly, I don't need a new tire.
And then I come home and discover that I have another bill for Verizon. For services they're not providing.
This bill says it is a final bill, and that it will be forwarded to a collection agency if not paid in full. But then states that they actually owe me $77.75, and I will have a check in five days.
I guess that's my bright side for today. And Abby didn't destroy the apartment, so that's also OK. And I have a beer, so that's OK, too.
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