All of This for a Tire

It was Sunday when I found a leak in my front tire. This leak would have gone unnoticed, but I was down on all four washing my tires when I heard the "Hisssss." You never know these days with New Orleans, so fearing a snake I got up and ran a short distance. I know I looked stupid... I bet someone was watching me from their apartment window just having a good ole laugh.

When I didn't hear the noise any longer, I repeated my action and found there to be an air leak at the air gasket (is that even what it is called? PLEASE!!! I'm a girl, I don't know technical car terms.)

I'll bake you a cake, but I don't want to play with mechanical parts and get all nasty!

So anyway, it's not like I can fix a leak in my tire by myself, so I set out to get it fixed. Sam's was closed, Walmart was closed, Pep Boys eyed me up and down then said: "we are all booked up..." it was 6 hours until closing. Then they ended by saying, "You won't find anyone else open."

And this is the situation in New Orleans.

I was sick and it took me 6 to 7 hours to get my medication.

I had a leaky tire, I had to wait a day, skip two classes at school, wait for three hours, and am now sitting here feeling like my day was wasted.

I'll tell you what, being in this city right now makes you appreciate the small things you always take for granted. There is no such thing as a 24 hour Walmart and everything, but bars close by 9.

I miss my old New Orleans!