Flat Tire

I left the office early today because it's Nate's 5th birthday. Right as I was leaving Elaine called to say she had a flat tire downtown as she was going to pick her mom up from work. I told my beautiful, 9-months pregnant wife to stay put, and I would be there momentarily to change the tire. She asked me to bring her aunt Linda who had AAA so that we could just call AAA to come change it. What? I can't change a flat tire?

So I brought Linda and both kids downtown and found the minivan. Elaine and her mom left in my car with the kids. As soon as they left Linda said, "You're going to change that tire, aren't you?" "You bet," I said. We'd already called AAA so I only had a short amount of time. I was halfway done when the AAA person showed up -- a young woman! She quickly told me that my jack was too small and pulled out her super-jack and air-powered, lug nut wrench thing and changed the tire in about 2 minutes. Linda sat in the van and could not stop laughing.

I'd wanted to be the superhero for my family when I went home; instead I went home and said a woman had come along and changed the tire for me! I was so glad that Elaine took Nathan home with her so that my son did not have to witness what happened to his dad at such a young age. This incident added to the vasectomy I had in December has really taken a toll on my manhood. I think I need to watch a lot of football to boost my testosterone levels.