Last night I was heading out to pick up my dinner from the local Italian eatery. But after half a block, my car was making one hell of a noise and galumphing along like it only had three wheels.
I stopped, got out, and VOI -- FREAKING -- LA!!! Flat tire. @#(_)%)(($&@#($*)(#$%&)(@#$%)(&^$%)(#*$)(#*@%)!!!
So I turned around and drove back to my driveway. Boy did I hate cancelling that order for shrimp whatever it was. Maybe they put it in the fridge and saved it.
I bought my car from one of my daughters when she left to live in another country. She had put new tires on from Just Tires, also known as Just Gimme All Your Money. She also got a warranty to replace them any time, anywhere for the next 36,000 miles or five years. Luckily for me she'd only put six thousand miles on them when I got the car.
Twenty thousand or so miles later I got a flat tire. Somehow the computer lost all evidence of the warranty. I didn't have it with me and you have to carry your paperwork or you're SOL.
But they can fix tires as long as the tire doesn't have a hole in the side. I was with the mechanic when he inspected the tire. He couldn't find evidence of any hole, but I'd heard the SSHOOOSH of air escaping when it went flat. So we knew there was one somewhere.
Interestingly, after taking the tire from me, the helpful folks at Just Gimme All Your Money came back and announced there was not only one hole but two, and one was on the side, so they couldn't fix it. I should have asked for the tire back. But Oprah was on TV in the waiting room and I didn't want to miss any of her favorite things.
So I just paid for a new tire. And didn't pay to have it covered by a warranty. Although I think if you have a warranty the replacement for the replacement is supposed to be covered too. But the point was moot when I couldn't find the warranty.
Fast forward another ten thousand miles, give or take. And the new tire starts losing air and going flat all the time. I began to wonder if I'd really paid for a new tire or they'd just fixed the flat tire and SAID it was new.
I went back to Just Gimme All Your Money and said, hey, the newest tire is losing air.
They didn't even bother to say that they could fix the tire. Instead, they said that the other three tires were getting low on tread and starting to show dangerous signs of wear. I should probably replace all of them.
I said, well, I NOW HAVE MY WARRANTY with me!!! [I found it and kept it in the car]. The folks at Just Gimme All Your Money looked on the computer and found the warranty they couldn't find last time. They just smiled and said, Oh, look you're ten minutes past the five year deadline on the warranty. Sorry.
But! It just so happens we're having a sale on -- tires! So for the low low price of just under six hundred dollars you can have four new tires. And yet another warranty.
So fifteen thousand miles ago I bought four new tires from Just Gimme All Your Money. When all I planned to do was fix the one that was leaking.
If you're counting -- during the last two or three years I've had ten tires. And three flats. I'm thinking there's an inherent weakness is big tread tires. Stuff gets in between the cracks and there's no resistance. Or something like that.
That's why last night's flat tire is really going to be interesting.
I carry the warranty on these new tires in the glove box . In fact, when I bought the tires I checked my car mileage with the mileage they had on my receipt. They'd gypped me out of almost five hundred miles. So the 36,000 warranty was down to 35,500. I called them on it and made them change it. They kept saying, it's only five hundred miles. And I said, I paid for that 500 miles. For some reason I just don't trust the Just Tires people.
So, tomorrow when I go in there, they have to replace this latest flat tire for free. That's what it says on the warranty. FREE FREE FREE. I don't want a patch.
Also, I'm not going to let them have the old tire until the new one is on the car. So they can't take it away and fix it then say that it's new. Paranoid? Me? The problem is that all the tires still look new. They have all their bright white lettering still on them, so they could try to fool me. AGAIN. Unless I put a big X in blue paint on it. Hmmm. Right now I've got the spare on the car and the flat tire is in the way back.
We'll see what they'll try to sell me tomorrow. I may be blond, but that doesn't mean I'm too smart for my britches.