I nearly went full Zandig at the Walmart tire center. I finally get my sick ass up and out of bed to get my tire fixed. I'm THE ONLY car. None inside, none parked outside. I'm literally the only customer they have. I tell the guy I need a new tire and go ahead for an oil change while I'm there. He walks out to get the VIN, then comes back in and says, "Oh, you needed a tire, right? I forgot to look at your size. I'll be right back.' Dude spends 5 minutes out there. Over an hour later, it is done. I only knew it was done because I checked on a scanner in the store. They never called on the intercom or my phone. When I go up to pay, there is no one there. WHen someone finally does show up, he walks off and I stand there for another 5 minutes (real 5 minutes, not exaggerated 5 minutes) and they tell me they didn't change my tire because of rim damage. Something this fucking guy should have told me the second he looked at my god damn tire and not had me wait a fucking hour to tell me this. And it shouldn't take a fucking hour to change oil on ONE FUCKING VEHICLE. oOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH YOU'RE GONNA DIE YOU ARE GOING TO DIE