So once again, my powers of verbal communication have proven themselves worthless.
I get up early to go to Discount Tire today to fix my stupid tire. I walk in. Meanwhile, I'm a little uncomfortable and trying to think of words to explain the problem.
"Flat." would have sufficed. However, "flat" wasnt anywhere to be found in my vocabulary at that time of morning.
So yeah- I walk in. The guy says "Can I help you?"
I reply with something to the effect of "Tire." Followed by "I have a problem with it."
Success! I've arrived at a tire place and announced I have a tire issue. Yay me. Woohoo!
The poor guy looks at me and says "Well, you've come to the right place... what is it doing?"
I'm thinking "crap!" because I still couldnt come up with the word "flat." I did make a straight-line gesture with my hand though. I'm sure that helped. He started listing off things and I jumped when he said "is it going flat?" and gave him an enthusiastic "Yes!" - Tho I'm fairly certain it was a bit more aggressive sounding than it needed to be, but he got the idea. He mostly stayed out of the waiting room until my car was done and I could leave.
The guy that brought my car around and gave me my receipt for "$0.00" and told me they pulled a nail out of it.
Before I could stop my mouth, I said "Oh, WOW!" and then I kinda scrunched up my face in disgust at the note of amazement in it. You'd think I'd just watched him pull a rabbit out of his hat. I'm sure everyone at Discount Tire at Trinity Mills & Midway is sure I'm possessed.
