Car

I still can't change a tire by myself but yesterday I managed to diagnose low air pressure in my front right tire, took it to the Shell Service Station and filled it to about 35 psi.

Well, I started to fill it with air. Then the station attendent came and helped. He did most of the work. We discovered that the front left tire was low as well. And he saved me the trouble of having to drag the cord around to the other side of my car.

The reason the station attendent didn't come right away was because there was another girl parked in front of me, wearing the same helpless/embarrassed expression I probably wear when someone helps me change a tire, as the attendent filled her tires.

Nothing makes a girl feel more girly than her car.