Plus size peeps, San Francisco hills and brake pads

I like to get the most out of my products, it just so happened that my mechanic only looked at one side when he warned me I had around a month or so till my pads croaked.  Till they burned through to the squeaker.  The other side was the one that needed attention.  Also, there are two pads per wheel, and the squeaker is only on one.  So there was a 1 in 4 chance that the one pad that was super thin slipped through our precautions.  I feel like I won the lottery because that one, that one special pad that hadn’t been checked and lacked a squeaker was the one about to wear through!  I barely made it, as you can see in the picture below. 

Rotors are fine!
In case you are wondering, a “squeaker” is that little metal tab that extends out a little past the minimal remaining pad, it squeaks really loud when the pad wears to it.  It is supposed to warn you if your pads are low.  Stupid useless squeakers. 😄