Yes, THAT Murphy, as in "Murphy's Law"...
So here I was - I had recently ordered the most delightful, sparkly LBD on-line as part of the deeply-discounted after-Christmas sales, and it finally arrived on Wednesday. I had been dying to try it on, but had no opportunity to do so until yesterday afternoon when my wife decided to run some last-minute, New Year's Eve errands. "Yesss!" I thought to myself, but no sooner had the garage door closed as she was leaving and I had retrieved my parcel when she called on her cell phone to tell me that she was just up the street with a flat tire. So, I drop everything, and off I go to do the White Knight routine to rescue my fair Damsel in Distress (Yeah, I know, stereotypical gender roles...what are you going to do?)
Well, there went my afternoon, and in more ways than one. Not only did I miss out on a perfect opportunity to finally try on my new to-die-for dress, removing the flat tire ended up being a far more involved job than than I had bargained for. Normally, this is a no-brainer, but not only were the lug nuts next-to-impossible to remove because they were on so tight, when they finally came off, the wheel rim itself refused to budge. It was only by loosely putting the nuts back on the wheel bolts, lowering the car back down, and then gently rocking it backwards and forwards to let the weight of the car itself do the work of loosening that tight bond that the wheel finally came off. And all that back-and-forth... laboriously lifting and lowering the car using the glorified toy of a scissors jack that came with the car while being wedged between it and a snowbank in order to stay out of the way of on-going traffic...Grrrrr!
Naturally, it is New Year's Eve, all of the garages and tire repair shops are at the point of closing down for the holiday, and here I am stuck with the factory-supplied the "donut" emergency spare tire on my wife's car until normal life resumes some time later on this weekend. Oh, and did I mention that the plot thickens here as well? It ends up not being a simple flat tire, but a case of a dented rim that was probably acquired the day before when she happened to hit a big pothole, causing all the air to leak out overnight. So now the challenge becomes one of either trying to find a place to repair it, or else being able to source a replacement wheel (hopefully used, and not costing $$$), all while the rest of the world is still in holiday mode and most businesses are running with skeleton staffs for the duration.
Yes, "Happy New Year's Day" to me. Murphy must be laughing his a$$ off...
This is me! (song by camp rock)
) to studs and surfaces where your rim mates with the hub could equally be marketed as the crossdresser's dream... "Be back home with your wife on the way and into that LBD in no time, thanks to - Copaslip!" 
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Originally Posted by Dee Baker
