On Jul 20, 10:31*am, wrote:
On Thu, 15 Jul 2010 12:12:34 -0500, Ken Fortenberry





wrote:
I had a flat tire on the old fishing wagon just north of
Woodruff, Wisconsin on Hwy. 51. I pulled out the spare and
started to change the tire but soon figured out I wasn't
going to get the lug nuts off using the sorry little tool
that comes with the 1988 Volvo 240 wagon.

So I pull the AAA card out of the wallet, grab my phone,
put the wallet on the top of the car and proceed to wind
my way through AAA phone labyrinth hell. About that time
a good samaritan shows up with a T wrench and says he can
get the lug nuts off. I hang up on AAA, proceed to change
the tire and go on my merry way.

I pull into Bergland, Michigan about a quarter to six my
time, quarter to seven locally, and decide to fill up with
gas before I drive the last few miles up 64 toward the Porkies.
Remember that wallet on top of the car ? I wish to hell I
would have.

So I pay for the gas with cash and turn right around to go
look for the wallet. I walked miles of Hwy. 51 until it got
dark then got a room at the little motel closest to the scene
of the flat, paid cash, of course, and then settled in to watch
the All Star game.

Next morning I walk more miles of Hwy. 51, but no luck. Went
to the tire store in Woodruff and bought a new tire, paid cash,
of course, and took an accounting. No driver's license, no
credit cards, dwindling cash and 500 miles from home. (insert
foul language of choice ;-)

I called the Vilas county sheriff's office, described the
wallet etc., because I though having a police report on file
couldn't hurt if I got stopped by a trooper on the way home
and couldn't produce a license.

So, over a 1000 miles driven and I never wet a line.

Lessons learned;

Take more cash, WAY more cash than you think you'll need and
install the AAA Roadside Assistance app on the iPhone. (After
trying to navigate phone hell I thought there has to be an app
for this. There is.)

It was a leaky valve stem, I'd have been fine if I had noticed
the slow leak before I drove the tire to death.

Worst TR ever.

Well, gee, you'd think that if these friggin' iFruitphones were so smart, it'd
tell you that you left your wallet on the roof of the car...hell, I sorta
figured that ol' handJobs would know where each of his vict...er, "customers"
wallets was at ALL times...

There ought to be an app for that,
R

Apple crushed on earnings today, blowing past even the most optimistic
street estimates.

App that.