As I was heading out to lunch yesterday w/ the boys, we were about to hop in my car when I noticed the back left tire was flat.

Not low… flat.

Nuts.

“Ooh!  Time to try out my Infiniti Road-side assistance!� (free w/ the purchase of the car)

Lo & behold, Infiniti came through and got the spare onto the car w/ no complaints — all part of buying from an “upscaleâ€? maker.

Later in the afternoon, I head to NTB (National Tire & Battery) to have the flat fixed (it had a huge nail poked through the tread) after confirming that it should be an easy fix (and it was, but that’s not the point of this story).  I arrived at about 3 in the afternoon, went to the reading room, sat and played my PSP for a while.
Time seemed to pass pretty quickly, and before I knew it, 2 hours had passed.  I wasn’t getting skipped in line — the only people leaving were the ones that were there before I arrived — they were just really slow.  *sigh*

Looking out  the waiting room window, I had a clear view of the car bay, and when I saw my car roll into the bay nearest the window, I knew it would only take a few minutes to get me back on the road.

I’ll admit it…. I’m a bit narcissistic:  I stood up, looked out the window to admire how the newly-tinted windows looked.

WHAT THE FUCK?  THIS CLOWN’S LIFTED MY CAR BY THE SIDE SKIRT MOLDING!!!! 

*sigh*

Yes, the manager apologized like nobody’s business.

Yes, they signed a document stating they’d pay for it to be fixed.

Yes… people are idiots.