Oxnard-- For the most part, my life is pretty mundane. While it is true that I have an atypical job, followed up with bookkeeping and assisting customers and clients, not a whole lot changes for me on a daily basis.
THEN it finally happens, and a warning light starts flashing on my car’s dashboard. I’m having an issue, and I can’t drive the car anymore. Yup, I’m grounded.
I struggle to get the car home, call the tow truck, and before long, it’s on its way to the repair shop, and a taxi is coming to my home to take me to the car rental office.
I get another car which is nice, although much larger than I’m used to, and onward I roll covering events, taking care of my house, wife, and dogs, and managing the Tri County Sentry.
Then the phone rang, and the repair shop tells me that due to supply chain issues, the parts that need to be replaced on my car are no longer available and the car needs to be junked.
I’m getting forced into buying a replacement car.
So here come the problems. Poor selection choices, my outright refusal to have three…
