I’ve
recently had a tire on my car repaired.
In fact, I’ve had this same tire on my car “repaired” four times by two
different auto tire repair services. But
every time they give the car back declaring the tire to be “fixed” we find that
it is still not fixed.
The
most recent time the tire was fixed was about five days ago. This time it was repaired at a shop that was
recommended to me in this way: “These
guys are good. They know how to do it
right. They can fix it and it will
really be fixed. Don’t mess around with
other shops. Take it to these guys. They are like the Shaolin Monks of tire
repair!”
(Okay,
I made up the “Shaolin Monks” line. But
the other part is what I was told.)
So,
when I was driving this morning and discovered the tire is still not properly
repaired I noticed that I began to tremble and an intense feeling of distress
and anger began to come over me. Before
I knew it—and in a manner that was beyond my control—I grew to a tremendous
size and strength, ripping the clothes from my body as my muscles bulged. And I noticed that my eyes and my skin turned
green.
Me
angry!
Me no
like continued tire problems!
Me want
to crush puny repair shop people!
Me need
to count to 10 while taking deep breaths!
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