Got on bike today. Tube was flat, turned out the one I used had a slow leak after all. Wasted twenty fucking minutes trying to get this useless damn little pump to work. It ended up in two pieces in trash cans on the parkway after I lost all patience and smashed it on the sidewalk. Walked to bike shop. Spent less on a pump that I knew would work since I’d had one like it before. Latched it on, got pressure, five pumps later I was ready to roll again.
Note to self: never get a bike pump without a big lever to flick to ensure a strong connection to the valve stem ever again.
I'm a grumpy queer dragon lady and this is my quiet cave for me and some friends.