The accident
Alright, this ain't the first time that I burst my front right tire, in fact, its the third time this year. And it's only May.So why does this one deserve a blog entry? Because:
I had to work last Sunday. On Mother's Day alright. Sheesh. So I left home at 9, all the way driving with my eyes half shut. The only thing on my mind was to park my car and grab a can of coffee at the vending machine. Because really, I was super sleepy.
So naturally when I arrived at the car park, the only thing I saw was my parking spot melambai-lambai towards me. Tetiba I noticed another car parked at my spot (I have a designated parking space), somehow I was thrown off track and in a split second my kepala was panicking macam, alamak, where the hell do i park my car? Tetiba, BAMMMMM SCREEEECCCHHH SREEETTTT BEDEBUM.
I had run over the curb and burst my tire.
Yeay.
I parked my car, got out, stared at the tire and termenung mengenang nasib. Haiii la Ajan, banyak sangat ke duit tahun ni sampai asyik burst je tire? What I did next was IG-ed a pic of the burst tire and then called my husband. Way to go IG.
I told Ach that he doesn;t have to come as I am 100% confident that I could change the tire on my own, forgetting the fact that I was wearing a skirt. But anyways, I went ahead and did it on my own, with additional help from a pakcik guard who saw me. He helped me lift the tire off the wheelbase and the rest I did myself. All the while with 3 guys staring at me.
I felt like I was the sexiest woman alive. Too bad I wasn't wearing a short skirt, or else I really WAS the sexiest woman alive those guys had ever seen, after michelle rodriguez.
Once I had the donut on, I marched proudly into the office and showed a friend my greasy hands.
Lepas tu, after getting some help from a friend who lives nearby, I drove to Puncak Jalil Utama, found an open Goodyear and got a new tire. Then I drove back to office, sambung kerja, and went back home into the arms of my proud husband.
Okay, itu je. The reason I could change my tire is because it has happened too often that I would be a really bebal girl if I didnt know how.
- it happened on a Sunday
- it happened at my office parking lot
- I handled everything on my own.
I had to work last Sunday. On Mother's Day alright. Sheesh. So I left home at 9, all the way driving with my eyes half shut. The only thing on my mind was to park my car and grab a can of coffee at the vending machine. Because really, I was super sleepy.
So naturally when I arrived at the car park, the only thing I saw was my parking spot melambai-lambai towards me. Tetiba I noticed another car parked at my spot (I have a designated parking space), somehow I was thrown off track and in a split second my kepala was panicking macam, alamak, where the hell do i park my car? Tetiba, BAMMMMM SCREEEECCCHHH SREEETTTT BEDEBUM.
I had run over the curb and burst my tire.
Yeay.
I parked my car, got out, stared at the tire and termenung mengenang nasib. Haiii la Ajan, banyak sangat ke duit tahun ni sampai asyik burst je tire? What I did next was IG-ed a pic of the burst tire and then called my husband. Way to go IG.
I told Ach that he doesn;t have to come as I am 100% confident that I could change the tire on my own, forgetting the fact that I was wearing a skirt. But anyways, I went ahead and did it on my own, with additional help from a pakcik guard who saw me. He helped me lift the tire off the wheelbase and the rest I did myself. All the while with 3 guys staring at me.
I felt like I was the sexiest woman alive. Too bad I wasn't wearing a short skirt, or else I really WAS the sexiest woman alive those guys had ever seen, after michelle rodriguez.
Once I had the donut on, I marched proudly into the office and showed a friend my greasy hands.
Lepas tu, after getting some help from a friend who lives nearby, I drove to Puncak Jalil Utama, found an open Goodyear and got a new tire. Then I drove back to office, sambung kerja, and went back home into the arms of my proud husband.
Okay, itu je. The reason I could change my tire is because it has happened too often that I would be a really bebal girl if I didnt know how.
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| That is the bloody curb that I managed to langgar |
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| Underneath the pintu of the driver seat. Kemek abis. Now I can hear bunyi bergesel everytime I open or close my door. |
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| Can you spot a hint of red paint on the bricks? =) |
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