California, Curbs (C)arma

I've been out of town for work. I paid my first visit to Oakland this morning and will be on the plane out of San Jose at 6 am in the morning, only to go to work for a couple of hours, and then head back and hop on a sky bus to Dallas. Needless to say, I've had my fair share of time in the air. But the hours of flight time can't even remotely compare to the events that happened all in a days time.

5:45 AM - Push snooze on the alarm

5:54 AM - Wake up - (no idea why my snooze is on a 9 minute cycle, I just never remember to change it)

6:30 AM - Leave the Hills (I will refer to my home as this starting now) for the Airport

9:19 AM (PST) - Arrive in Oakland

9:45 AM - Get my rental car

11:00 AM - Meeting

1:00 PM - En route to greater San Jose area

MY NEXT MEETING WASN'T FOR A FEW HOURS SO I WAS GOING TO MET UP WITH SOME PEOPLE FOR LUNCH AND GET CAUGHT UP ON MY EMAILS...dot...dot...dot...

2:15 PM - My "Neverlost" misdirects me (surely I had nothing to do with it) and I and up backing out of a left hand turn

2:16 PM - Hit a curb - tire erupts - only inches from my destination

2:30 PM - I find out that the car rental agent won't be available for an hour

NOW I FIGURE I CAN CATCH UP ON WORK AT THE VERY LEAST. OH WAIT, MY LAP- TOP WON'T CONNECT TO THE NETWORK.

3:30- 4:45 PM - Spend 30 minutes on hold only to find out that I need to read fine print better - I'm sure an insurance bill will be coming my way any day.

5:00 PM - Eat dinner alone wishing that I hadn't made my dad do all the work when I had to change a tire in drivers Ed.