Expensive Habit

The pop drinkers out there will understand me when I say, sometimes you just need a drink (alcoholics could probably say the same thing). Anyway, yesterday I was minding my own business, running some errands, and maybe filling up a 32 oz mug with Diet coke, when an unfortunate event happened. I sort of hit the sidewalk as I was turning from the drive through window and heard a big "whoosh" sound from my back tire. I was really hoping the sound was coming from the air compressors next to the store, but sadly the sound followed me. My thinking went like this, "well my tire is going to be flat soon, where would I like to be when that happens?" Albertsons was next on my errand list, but that was not going to be helpful in this predicament, Costco tires was too far away, and I knew even if I made it home we'd still have to take it somewhere. Well, Big-O was across the street from the gas station so I headed there. I'm proud to say that I didn't cry in front of the salesman. I just sucked it up as I put the new set of tires on my credit card (yes, the EXPENSIVE tires we bought from Costco last year in April needed to be replaced).

I sipped my costly diet coke in the waiting room and sadly it offered no satisfaction.