A false alarm 2/Carlos Pueblo
Driving an old car is an art
which you must know the vehicle well in order to save the money. The other day,
I was resting on a sofa and was alarmed by Amy for a flat tire of Arthur’s 07
Toyota. I barked at her for moving the car to the street by ignoring the red
light on the panel board. Actually I should bark at Arthur for not being alert
of the low air pressure. I am a good father and I pay all the maintenance
except for the gas. I worry that the flat tire may cost me hundreds if the tire
is ruined.
First, we call AAA for help to
replace the spare tire. I told the serviceman where the tire lock key located. He
quickly jacked up the flat tire put the spare tire on and we could drive the
car to the Costco tire store. Arthur got lost again on following my car at I-10
federal road. I worried again if he was involved an accident. I-10 federal’s traffic
is always very bad. Finally, he made it to the parking lot of the Lowe’s. We
went home to wait for the replacement. After 4 hours or so, we went to pick up
the car and it was free of charge due to warranty. I am released. I admit that
I hate to spend unnecessary money.
He drove home safely from the
Costco and told me that the key battery is low. I asked Amy for the spare one
last time I bought. She said that was used on a new car key because the old car
key was not working properly. Man, I must go to Walmart to buy a new battery or
Arthur would have a hard time to get in to the car to work or to come back home
at midnight. I might just drive to the Walmart to solve the issue. That Walmart
doesn’t carry the battery and Amy reminds me where I get it. I was mad again
and barked at her and waked up Arthur to buy the battery. After his returning
with two sets of battery, he tells there is no need to go to the Walmart. Any
of the supermarket carry such items.
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