What. A. DAY.
With the province reopening, I figured now would be a good time to swap out my winter tires. Seven hours later, I was on my merry way.
Why so long? Apparently, when I had my tires stored last winter they should have just scrapped 'em. This resulted in a wait of a couple of hours ("They'll be here by Noon."). Cool, I'll go and listen to the CBC, grab a bite, and head back for noon.
At two o'clock, two hours after getting back, I'm told my tires just got off the truck and as soon as there's room in the bay, the work will be done.
Anyhow, I got new all seasons on my car and should be good for a while yet.