curb!

Today I have a love hate relationship with the word 'curb.' I watched 6 episodes of 'curb your enthusiasm' and was highly amused. However, as I was leaving the parking lot this afternoon I ran over the curb and it sliced my tire. What happened to those nice, rounded, harmless bits of concrete that edged the roads? Sure the fancy stone with a sharp right angle looks classy, but its the edge of the road, I'd really rather it be safe than pretty. Since no one took my vote into consideration while re-doing the road, my tire was badly injured and I spent 40 minutes in 25 degree weather waiting for AAA feeling helpless. I know how to change a tire, but knowing how to do something and actually being able to are two entirely different things. Maybe someday if I drink lots of milk I'll grow up to be big and strong and able to unscrew my own lug nuts. Until then, thank you AAA.