While driving around university today, trying to find parking, I managed to drive over something sharp and pointy (and yes, ma, I was driving carefully) and shred one of the tires. (There, now I told you and I don't have to use the evil cell phone.) Also, the tire iron somebody stuck in with the spare? *completely* useless, just so you know. Anyway, I didn't want to keep driving in circles on the rim till I found a parking garage that was actually open, so I pulled in a reserved space to put the spare on, and being on time for my appointment? not so much. bah.