So as I was venting yesterday, I blew my tire. This morning I had the joy of having to get it replaced. I would like to congradulate Scott Adams on his amazing timing with his latest blog entry, on how this seemed to fit so well.

For those of you who don't know him, Scott Adams is the creator of Dilbert, a modest genius, and someone who could probably destroy a universe with his mind. The link to his latest entry follows:
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For those of you too lazy to follow the provided link to his blog, I've provided a quote about the relevant part right below this. If you're too lazy to read that, why did you wake up this morning?

"Try taking your car in for some minor service, such as an oil change. You'll end up paying for fixes that never actually happened, on car components that don't actually exist. For example, your service agent might tell you that if you don't get your flumerjib aligned, your kragwalter will oomulated and corrode the maxinflap. In a situation such as that, you know exactly two things:


1. If you take it somewhere for a second opinion, the second guy will screw you too, albeit in a new way.



2. If you try to service your car yourself, you will die in a fireball that will be visible from the International Space Station.

So you loosen your sphincter muscles, take a deep breath, and agree to let the suspicious stranger service your brains out. Your only solace comes from the knowledge that sooner or later an investigative reporter will bust your dealership."

Now, while I know my tire did exist, and I even know it was flat... I still believe I managed to get screwed in the deal. While I went in to replace one tire, I walked out with a $350 bill for it all... Two tires and an "alignment" later. I have never seen solid proof that you are supposed to replace the tires at the same time, but then again I have never went against this either. And that whole alignment thing. I'm not sure they did anything but print some pretty colors on the sheet of paper for me to look at along with calibration numbers that to me, mean absolutly nothing.

Anyways, this was yet again another vent. If you haven't been keeping up with Scott Adams blog, you should. I swear the man is the genius behind the universe, the parts of it that aren't screwed up too badly at least. I blame everyone else for the problems we have on earth.