OK, so yesterday the car had a blow out while the owner was driving and since she doesn’t have a spare I couldn’t work. I volunteer to bring the car in to the shop here at the yellow cab base so they can fix it to make sure that I can go out work tonight, the first friday of the month which is always a big day. I won’t get into the ordeal that it took to get the car here with the swapping spare tires with another car, going and getting the replacement tire installed on the rim etc., etc.

While they fix the car, and re-align the wheels I wait in the driver’s lobby. I get the call saying the car is ready, so I mosey on over to the mechanic’s shop only to find that they don’t know where the keys to the car are. The guy that knows where the keys are, is gone for lunch. So now, I get to sit here in the lobby for another hour waiting for that guy to get back from lunch so I can take the car back to the owner, so I can go home and nap and then come back to town later tonight and work.