The One In Which The Tire Is Flat
I woke up this morning (as I always do) just before 7 am (as I do on weekdays) and I had a shower and grabbed a banana before saying "have a good day" to Firda and heading out the door. I jumped into my car and backed out of my parking spot (as I usually like to do) and noticed a wobble in the motion of the car. I jumped out to see if something was wrong and realized that my back passenger side tire was completely flat and when I say completed flat it had nothing left in it.
So I thought "I'm a big strong guy - I'll put the spare tire on" but as luck would have it the tire jack has apparently never been used so it was rusted and ceased. A little WD-40 did nothing to alleviate the problem so after struggling for around 10 minutes with the jack I went back into the apartment and called a tow truck. Thankfully I'm a member of the Canadian Tire auto club (which my parents get me and my brother every Christmas) so my tow to the nearest Canadian Tire (2 minutes from my apartment) and the tire change was absolutely free.
The only downside is I arrived at work two hours late. The upside is no one cares that I arrived late (though I did call and tell someone I was going to be late) and I'll just take those two hours out of my stored overtime. Yipee!!!
