So Team Covenant turns out to be a nice store run by really nice people. I came in 11th of 48 at the Regional here.
But since leaving there at 7:30pm I have had two of the worst customer experiences of my life in the last two hours (in one of them I quite literally waited for 21 minutes at a McDonald's drive-through), and now I get to stay here an extra night. Because as a result of trying to dodge one set of giant potholes at 65 miles per hour on the freeway, I hit another giant pothole and blew out my front driver's side tire.
The tire's trashed and the rim is badly bent, so I'm hoping Firestone isn't going to soak me too badly tomorrow morning for new tires and wheels (of course you can't replace them one at a time). Oh, and I'm missing spending Mother's Day with my wife and 16-month-old son to get my car worked on. Oh, and it's also the one-year anniversary of my mother-in-law's death, but hey--my wife's tough. She can handle it... alone. Because I'm stuck in Tulsa, where even the roads hate me and want me to be miserable.
Rrrrgh.