Nov 23, 2011 15:19
If Hell is personalized to cause each individual the greatest possible suffering, my Hell would be the tire store. I hate the smell and it is so boring to wait there that time seems not to move at all.
I need new tires on my car, like nine months ago! I just cannot bring myself to go to the tire store to get them. I simply must have tires with some tread on them before the winter weather hits. I am already extremely nervous driving in the rain. I have time during this mini-vacation to get the new tires, but I can't bring myself to pick up my phone to call. I can pick up my phone for other reasons, but if I start to think about calling for tires, I put it back down. I am such a wimp about this...