I was rounding the parking lot when I heard the tire start to whistle. I had a slow leak, managers knew, I was topping it off in the mornings.
Whatever was in there, isn’t anymore and the fire was flat on the rim in a minute.
A wrecker is on the way from Bangor, I have a two hour wait. My package count tripled so now I’m behind. Tomorrow is going to be a monster with leftover packages…
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