Car Trouble

This is a continuation of "shit happens".... as in yesterday. I had flat tyre from one of the damn pot holes on my way back home yesterday night. Couldn't do jack shit with no proper bright street lights on my block so decided to sleep it off till morning. Morning came. Tried to change the tyre on my own but I din have the strength to turn the nuts. Asked for Dad's help but failed. Looks like both of us suck at changing tyres. Went to the mechanic shop nearby and got him to help me out.

He's so sweet, which goes by the name of Kiat. Changed my tyre for free and even offer to show me the way to the tyre shop and hitch a ride back from his fren there. The tyre guy, Chong, said it's better for me to change both front tyres. I told him to convince my dad first cos he's paying. Shoved the phone to Chong and he tried to negotiate. After a few seconds, it was decided I was only gonna buy one tyre. I knew by letting the guy talking to my dad was the best way of turning him down. I'm such a meanie... he he he...

This experience somehow reminded me of my ex boss. She's an independent, career minded woman in her 30s. She told me that we woman don really need a man in our lives. We have enough problems as it is let alone to have them rubbing more salt into the wound (I think I've over-stretched this part). She is capable of handling anything on her own but the only time she ever wanted a guy around is when she has car trouble. I'm ok in that department.. cos I have guys like Kiat, Guan and Chong around... to help car-morons like meself ^-^