Replace Arthur’s car
battery/Carlos Pueblo
Arthur’s car was stuck on the
street because of the battery. I have to turn around my car and opened both
hoods to jump. All vehicles have battery issues once in a while. I got it
jumped and decided to visit the Walmart store. The technician advised me change
a new one and I agreed. He asked me where was my Acura? I said it was gone in
2013. His hand held computer has my record.
I waited inside the big store.
First, I went to have a soft ice cream at the McDonald and inspecting the
nicely cleaned isles. The beef section steaks are not on sale and prices are
higher than what I purchase at Kroger; yet they are better looking apparently.
I check on the chicken feed on the pet food isle. There is a lost hen by the
tennis court and I wonder how much it would cost to feed her. I continue my
route to the sport isles to get 6 cans of tennis balls. They are more expansive
than last time and should be blamed Trump for his increasing tariff on Chinese
goods. I ask the clerk on the auto department if I can check out at her counter
when my car is ready. She asks my name and tells me that my car is ready.
I am so glad that I can help
Arthur as much as possible. He works at a supermarket at night with minimum
wage. I insist that he stay with us to avoid any trouble by himself. I don’t do
anything good significantly toward the other, yet I feel that I am doing some
meaningful things to Arthur. I help him to build his financial independence for
now and the future.
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