Most epic puncture repair ever.
Started at almost 3 pm. Finished at 5.15pm.
Inbetween:
Got spare tube and pump from manager.
Removed rear wheel, tyre and tube. Found the culprit - tiny piece of metal spike. Took that out too. All that took around 10 minutes.
Tried to pump the new tube a bit.
Pump doesn't work.
After a while messaged to manager that his pump doesn't work.
Help arrived - 2 patrol cars and 5 people.
They tried to pump the tube. Nope.
Then they tried to use electric pump they found in one of the patrol cars. That pump didn't work too (solidarity with manual pump, eh ...)
Supervisor asked me if I've got money with me. Yes I have. "We can take you to
Halfords".
I jumped in the security patrol car and after a few seconds I asked supervisor if he can take me home instead and I'll grab my puncture repair kit. Yup, no problem.
Came home, grabbed my kit and we went back to work. I tried my best not to puke all over the car as supervisor speed up from 0 mph to 10000 whatever mph in a fraction of a second (that's electric car for you).
Relaxed about 5 minutes while my intestines got back from my throat into their designated place in my stomach.
Changed the tube, pumped it - all done in 10 minutes.
All this because I didn't have puncture repair kit with me. Don't know why I kept it at home. Ignorance, laziness or both.
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