I punked myself this week. Story time:

I rode to work last Friday and flatted 2 miles into my 10 mile commute and had to change my flat in the cold, in the dark. All goes smoothly, but I wasted 1.5 cartridges inflating my tire because I inflated, deflated slightly, re-inflated to make sure the tube wasn't pinched (stupid, yes). I pack up my tools with the cartridge still threaded into my cheap inflator head. 3 hours later I hear a loud PSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! from my saddle bag. Inflator cracked and died. Well crap, "I better do something about this!" and immediately order an inflator from Silca....which is currently project to arrive Friday.....so no real rides for me until it arrives because I couldn't wait until Saturday to hit a LBS. Idiot.