For the past couple weeks, the car has been a shakin'. The drive home on Christmas was an exceptional treat as my arms and hands were numb from holding on to a vibrating steering wheel for 50+ miles.
So, last week I stopped by Hellmart. I explained how the car shook, shimmied, and jerked to the right. Not a steady pull, but sharp jerks. The mental giant who was taking orders tried to diagnose the problem. Please just have someone look at the tires and find the problem. That is what I requested. An hour and a half later, I get my car back...tires rotated and balanced. No one mentioned a gimpy tire, so I figured that the balancing and rotation was the culprit.
Then, I drive the car back home. The car does not vibrate, or jerk to the left, but the shimmy is still there, only this time it's coming from the back of the car instead the front. This tells me two things: that the problem is tire-related and Hellmart employs the runners-up from the Special Olympics.
This morning, I stop by Hellmart. I explain to the girl at the desk about my visit last week, and tell them that the problem still exists. It was only moved from the front of the car, to the back of the car. My wait time...one hour, maybe one-and-a-half. Start time: 9 AM.
I meander around the store, and buy absolutely nothing. Sit down for a spell, have a cup of coffee, meander some more. I decide to go back to Automotive and my car sits in the parking lot, exactly where I left it. An hour and a half has elapsed. I start glaring at staff and my car is brought into the bay.
At 11am, I'm called to the back and am told I have a bad tire in the form of a large bubble on the rear driver side tire. I nearly implode. THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN USEFUL TO KNOW LAST WEEK WHEN YOU HAD THE DAMN CAR ON THE RACK!!!
Would I like a new tire? Yes! I stand and glare at everyone while a new tire is being installed. I decide that if I am still there at noon, I'm going to have a nuclear meltdown. The car is finished with 20 minutes to spare.
Now, the car doesn't shake, shimmy, or do anything that you only see when someone is getting busy in the back seat (which has never happened in my car...that I'm aware of).
I have to change out of my scrubs, and go to my hair appointment because the red has faded somewhat, and my blonde roots are showing. At 4pm this afternoon, I will have been awake for 24 hours straight. With any luck, I will be home before then and curled up in my warm bed. Electric blanket on, not a stitch of clothing in site. Just the way nature intended.
Until that time, I will be ingesting anything with a high caffeine content. Starbucks, here I come!