I didn’t find out until late this afternoon, but there was a Halloween Party at the office I could have gone to. But I just got my paycheck and had some planned errands to take care of, not to mention I already was out late the night before (see radio taping and concert, respectively). So I decided not to change plans and be responsible.
Well, right now I’m sure my car wishes I hadn’t.
While heading back home through the surface streets of Secaucus (Meadowlands Parkway to pin-point things), I hit a phanton pothole that took out the right rear tire on my car. That sucks enough on its own, but I just bought all-new tires not two months ago, so I certainly wasn’t too happy as I tried to speed through the tire change. Now my only hope is that the rim isn’t too screwed up and I won’t have to dump more money than planned into it this month.
I’m half-tempted to write to the town of Secaucus to tell them they owe me a new tire. At the very least, I think I’m obligated to let them know it’s there to be fixed.
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