Could really have used an auto mechanics class in high school...

All last week, I thought one of my tires looked flat, but every time I went out with the intent of getting it professionally checked, it looked perfectly fine. This morning, not so much. Please note that I do not own a tire gauge. Have NO IDEA how to put air in my own tires. The thought of over-inflation and an exploding tire terrifies me. (I also barely know how to open my hood, and don't get me started on changing my own oil...) But there's only one full-service gas station that I know of, so I usually just get the guys who change my oil to check my tires. Done and done.

But back to this morning...

I had to get gas anyway, and I knew there was an air pump at the gas station. So I gave it the old college try. But my little tire thingie (that IS the correct terminology, right) had a little pin point, and this air pump had a rectangle. Very confused - wouldn't they all be universal? - and although I tried, it obviously didn't work.

So I tried texting both parents for help. Even googled "how to put air in my tires" on my phone. With no response (again, #6,798 of things that would be MUCH easier if I had a boyfriend), I headed to another gas station to try again. This time, the water and air were sharing a machine. With no sign, I went with the black tube (versus blue, which to me meant "water"); also because it had a similar hand pump like I tried at the last place. Testing it, I wisely aimed it at myself and soon learned it was the water pump. And I was soaked. White t-shirt, of course. Awesome. I then tried the actual air pump, but couldn't for the life of me figure out how to get any air out.

Luckily (or conveniently, due to my wet t-shirt contest situation), a guy came over and asked if I needed any help (um, duh). He was so nice and filled up my tire for me. He also showed me the sticker inside my door that tells you how much air to put in (who knew!). He gave me his phone number and said I owed him a drink sometime. Which is true, but doubt I will call. Still, Rick - THANK YOU.

And I now own a tire gauge.