Wednesday, March 26, 2008

flats...


got to work a little earlier than usual...no big deal, i do it all the time. anyway, on the way in i stumbled upon 6721...damn, he has a flat. what a way to start the day...it's so frustrating but he's in good spirits. i get in the office and grab a floor pump for him...he patches the tube and begins to pump air in it. he/we then realize the tube is popping out of the tire...damn! the tire has two very sizable holes in it...not good. if he rides with it like that he's definitely gonna get another flat but this time instead of your everyday flat his tube is gonna pop...that sound can be deafening. so now what...

6721...damn! what should i do?

j.dot...don't know. fold up a dollar bill and put it between your tire and tube...you should be ok like that. other than that i would buy a new tire asap.

6721...man, thats like 20 or more. i got a brand new one at home...i think im gonna go home...cool?

...i have no problem with it. the last thing a messenger should be doing is waste money for no reason. sure a usable tire is good reason but if you have a new one at home just go get it. although, his home is on addison and leavitt...not that close, actually, not close at all to the loop. either way, he heads out and calls in to notify me that he's ready to rock. the good part is that i have a car run that'll bring him into the loop...in the end it worked out.

on a related note, the clock struck six pm yesterday and i did my normal routine...use the bathroom, pack up my bag, put my helmet on, say goodnight to the night dispatcher, and head towards the dock to grab my bike. well, went to grab the bike and noticed the rear wheel was flat...damn! i hate that...like 6721 the flat was unexpected and didn't realize it till i/we hopped on the bike. oh wells...i take my helmet and gloves off...pull my bag around and grab my tools. take the tire off and was about to replace the tube but something wasn't right. the flat just didn't make sense. i decided to check the tube that was flat and see if i could find the puncture...guess what?! no f-ing flat!! somebody decided to take the air out of my rear wheel like i was some rookie. i didn't/don't know what to think...if it was a joke i hope whoever did it says something so we can laugh about it over some beers. if it wasn't...well, don't blame me for the days being so slow...not much i can do about that. it's slow everywhere but for some reason dispatchers take alot of the heat for that but, no, this time i won't take the heat...peace.

3 comments:

Jeff said...

Yeah man. It was me. After giving me heat over my race reports and I came in to write a formal complaint and BB wasn't having it so I took it to the street and gave you a taste of justice!
It was probably a joke. You would expect something a bit more hostile if it was serious...

j.dot said...

yeah...probably a joke. it happens...i remember the days when t-bone would lock up his bike to mine when we were at the same building which would slow me down. little james moving my bike to a different location when i free-locked and me thinking someone stole it. it happens...i was angry for literally 2 mins and then just laughed. im still laughing i just want to know who it was so i can get some payback action...ha!

Anonymous said...

go packers