Leaving the first hospital, yesterday, I had a blowout; I pulled into a gas station that had a car wash, and one of the final wipedown guys gave me a hand with it, using their jack to help me get it off. Then their jack, old and rusty, jammed, and it took nearly an hour before we finally got my car down. In the meantime, it turns out that across the street the night before, there had been a killing at a minimart, and so the whole strip mall was cordoned off as a crime scene and surrounded by police and TV vehicles. Oy.
By the time I finally got back to work, I was tapped out, so I wasn't able to get all the work done that I'd planned to do. Then, today, I'll have to get some new tires. More oy.