I swear this had to be one of the strangest days for me on record, but at least it's over.
Woke up this morning and I was going to drive to metro since I had plans to head up to Columbia after work. Instead, I would get onto the main road of my neighborhood, feel something was not right, and end up pulling off into a nearby parking lot. I discovered that one of my tires had blown its valve stem. I changed the tire and drove to Metro to get on my way to work; a bit late, but at least I could make it in.
Then to top it off, I realized that my SmartTrip card was not in my wallet, but rather in my other pair of pants. After much cursing I went and bought another card, so now I have a backup I can carry in my bag if for some reason this happens again.
When I left work, I dropped by the tire store and got the tire fixed. The guy was nice enough to do it without a huge charge. I drove back to the parking lot behind my apartment and started to switch out the spare with my fixed tire.
Some couple proceeded to have a screaming match by the supermarket, and boy did it sound ugly. He kept on screaming for her to get out of the car, and she wouldn't get out. I ended up calling the cops because I thought it was going to get violent, but they finished yelling and drove off before the police arrived. I gave the officer the tag number and what I witnessed and left it at that.
Yeah, ladies and gents, if you get into a screaming match somewhere and it sounds like it could turn physical, I have no qualms about calling the cops. The last thing I want to see is a domestic situation turn physical and I did nothing to try to stop it.
Perhaps tomorrow won't be so odd.