Somewhere there is a puncture with your name on it.
Updated: Sep 14
This is exactly what happened to me some years ago.
As a young man making a living by selling Real Estate, my car was my bread and butter. Without it I was dead in the water. Having found that puncture with my name on it one cold January morning, all day I limped around from one repair shop to another, desperately seeking some compassion for my dilemma. None was to be had. Just getting access to a working air hose was a struggle.
Each repair garage that I approached I was rejected. I felt like an intruder, an unwanted stranger disrupting their daily work flow.
I made a promis to myself that if ever the shoe was on the other foot and I was in a position to help a stranded motorist I would do things differently.
This is the reason that your tire repairs are always "Fast and Free" at Super Auto Centres. There are no strangers here, just friends we haven't met.