So I'm driving into work this morning and all of a sudden my car starts shuddering. The tires are squealing. The car wouldn't move much (it felt like the emergency brake was on, but it wasn't). Horrible noises are coming from my car. And I was terrified because my car was effectively skidding. Fabulous. Cars are honking, there's not a damn thing I can do about it because... oh yeah, MY CAR WON'T MOVE YOU MORONS. What the hell do they expect me to do, levitate? Grr.
So eventually all of the pissy cars went around me and I was able to coax my car very noisily to the curb. I'm looking at my tires, I don't see anything wrong (though two of them look like maybe they're a little low on air). A very nice woman stops and asks me if I need to use her cell phone (she heard, but didn't see, what happened). Fortunately, I had my cell phone with me, so I didn't need that, but I was still baffled. I was just about to finish thanking her for her offer and call Seth, or Roadside Assistance, or Krispy Kreme (oh, well, maybe not them), when a very nice man stopped. He saw what happened, he said, and he thought that probably what happened was that my wheel bearing (sp?) locked up. Well, fabulous. But! He had the antidote. He said to try putting the car in reverse and backing up a bit and THEN trying to go forward. It worked! But, he cautioned, make sure I check it out very soon.
Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap.
So I arrived at work 25 minutes late, but at least I didn't have to take the day off to have my car worked on. Yet.