I spent the afternoon in Palm Desert. KMIR was doing a promotion with the American Diabetes Association. Glad to help.
6:45 came around. I had dinner plans with Farrell and Vered from Indio. I got in my car and… thump… thump… thump.
A flat? Really? Right in the station’s parking lot? Oh yeah. The nail’s right in the center of the tread of the left front tire.
Tonight I learned Mercedes doesn’t repair flat tires. Oh.
The miniature spare is on now, but I can’t see myself driving to Irvine on it. I borrowed an SUV from the station’s motorpool, which I’ll bring back tomorrow.
With any luck the flat will be fixed at a local tire place and I’ll drive home after tomorrow’s news.
It’s always something.
Got that right and usually when you don’t have the time to “fix” it…..I wonder what else Mercedes doesn’t fix…better find out now…these things have a way of happening in threes…yikes…good luck Geoff
Sounded like Roseann Roseanadanna from SNL.
I thought you drove a Subaru?
I did. They’re great cars. My deal with the dealership ended.
I wanted a convertible for California.
What? You thought flats only happened on the east coast?!?
Mercedes lack of response to your situation, doesn’t speak well for their self-proclaimed “24 hour roadside assistance” program. Maybe too much hype, and not enough substance on their part.