Rescued
◊ I would like to publicly thank Owen for rescuing me at 2 a.m. last night when I discovered the second flat tire of the week on my car when I was miles from home.
It was freezing cold and I wanted to cry because I was so pissed off about the tire and the fact I was totally unprepared for something so simple.
When he pulled into the driveway next to my car at his usual screamingly unsafe speed, he looked like a foul-mouthed automotive Florence Nightingale to me.
Thanks.
P.S. I'm buying a fucking jack and a lug wrench and putting air in the spare so this never, ever, ever happens again, OK?