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Sunday, September 6, 2009

Holiday Pay

So at my work we get paid eight hours for Labor Day and we get the day off. Now there is some qualifications to receiving this pay. You must work your scheduled shift before and after the Holiday without being more than a half hour late. So I was the designated Saturday yesterday. My shift was from 6:45-1:00.
I woke up at 6:35, nice, I am already late, but no problem I can still get to work no time without being more than a half hour late. So I leave the house at 6:45 and it takes me about 12 minutes to drive to work. I get on 215 and start driving and then I get on the 2100 s freeway. Right as I was to the 2100 S freeway I heard a huge sound and knew my tire had just blown, nice. Then I thought to myself maybe not, because I could still drive and it felt fine. So I get around the circle for the freeway switch and start going straight again and yes my tire has definitely blown. So I keep thinking I have to get to work, I will keep driving until it starts to sound bad. Right now it just sounded like driving on a flat, rubber tire. So I get to 900 W, the exit I take to get to work and the light is green, so I don't have to stop. I get to 2100 S and again the light is green to turn right, yeah! Then I hit another green light and as I am approaching the light on 500 W it is red, oh no. So I have to stop. There is a white car to the side of me and as I start to go it sounds really bad now and I know I have to pull over or else I will ruin my rim. So this white car that was on my side pulled over in the Uhaul parking lot and waived me over. Turns out he is a mechanic on his way to work, thank you Jesus!
He was like do you need help changing that, oh yes I replied. So I am looking at my watch the whole time, because now I am 2 minutes away from my work and it is 7:00. I am thinking this guy can probably change a tire that fast and I can still make it. Well my spare tire is under my car and is on a chain that you have to lower. He had problems getting the long stick thing to engage the thing to make the tire come down. Now it is like 7:10 and I am panicking. So I try to call someone at work, no luck. So he finally gets it and gets the tire back on. I cant thank him enough and speed off. I get to work and I clock in at 7:17. Ouch, that hurt, I was two minutes late. I don't know if they are going to give it to me or not, but I could really use that, so we shall see on Tuesday if my Manager can make an exception.
I called Cody later to tell him what had happened and of course he yelled at me for driving on it. If I wouldn't had driven on it I would have definitely been late and that mechanic guy wouldn't have seen me, so I know I was supposed to keep on driving and I didn't ruin the rim. The other good thing is my tires are only two years old and we have certificate replacements from Discount, where we bought them, so I wont have to pay to get a new tire either. It is just the hassle of it all, but I am trying to look at the blessing side of things.

3 comments:

Brandi said...

Oh, of all days for that to happen! I remember those days working the Sat before a holiday so worried that I would be late, it is too much stress! I hope you get your holiday pay, you really deserve it, most people would have given up!

Me in a nut shell said...

Did you get it? I hate that stupid rule!

Duffin Fam said...

Nope