Mar 24, 2005
I'm working from an undisclosed location in San Francisco today. Also, get this: the flat tire I got yesterday was caused by the giant metal gate to my old apartment's garage closing on my car, (the last time I ever drive through it!) digging into and along the side, and ripping the tire flat. I have to pay $150 for a new tire and here's the kicker: They want me to pay to have the gate repaired! Since they have my significant deposit, I'm going to have to go along. I was told it shouldn't be more than $50-$100 but still. That thing wrecked my car—it should have a sensor or something.