July 10, 2026: Awoke to clouds. Walked the boardwalk and passed a woman saturated in perfume. WHY??? WHY, I ask?? I find these people pathetically self-centered and lacking in self-esteem at the same time. It has to be a mental illness to have such a toxic addiction.
I came upon this bit of passionate graffitti while walking. Another daily reminder of where I am. I'm more inclined to cross out the yeast. As beautiful as the Oregon Coast is in the summer, I know during the winter with dark, cloudy days and constant rain, mold is an epidemic here. So toxic.
And then there is Ford. Another horrible experience. I get there 30 minutes early for my appointment. The service agent who was so helpful the other day is dismissive and condescending. This odd schitzophrenia is unnerving and my spidey-senses spiked. Is this change in personality because he knows he's about to try to screw me over? Another young guy who I think was a mechanic says they might not be able to rotate my tires because the van is too high. Excuse me? I didn't call in for an appointment. I showed up in person with the van that the service agent looked at. He couldn't tell me this two days ago?
I said, "They only reason I'm here is to get a tire rotation." I was absolutely horrified. I'm so tired of these auto MEN manipulating and conniving to get me to spend money by luring me into the shop under false pretenses, "Oh, but we can do your oil change instead".
I look over at the asshole agent and ask, "Can Les Schwab rotate my tires?" He said, "I don't know." He told me days ago that Les Schwab will have to balance the tires. It seems his information is selective when it's convenient. Then he told me because of the type of tires I have, they will more than likely wear out earlier than normal around 30,000 miles.
I said, "I'm already at 30,000 miles and every mechanic I've encountered in the last couple months has told me they have another 30,000 miles to go!"
He looked at me like I was stupid and said, "How could you have put 30,000 miles on them? You've only had them a year."
I replied, "I drove to Alaska last year and across Canada, and then across the United States." I guess I caught him in another lie.
So I left! I walked out. Got in my van and drove next door to Les Schwab. Yes, they can rotate my tires and they don't have to lift it off the ground to do it, but they might not be able to do the oil change. I was having a meltdown at this point from all the man manipulation. So I asked them to rotate and balance the tires and if they can get to the oil and filter change, that would be good or I'll just go somewhere else for that. They did it all! Not sure why these people always create so much stress. This isn't rocket science.
So my van is actually running so much better! No loud noise! No sputtering up a hill! All these problems I've had in the last year and a half is because of the bad tires that one dealership sold me!! They also need to be rotated all the time, twice as often as I would normally do. In another month, I'll replace the tires.
After all this shenanigans, I couldn't wait to leave Coos Bay. I headed north to Reedsport and parked overnight at the dog park! It's highly recommended online. It was a quiet night other than the yappy dog at the house next door, but eventually even the yapper was brought inside and peace prevailed.
Just before bedtime, I tripped over my rice cooker cord spilling the pot with old food and dirty water all over my rugs!! There have been so many times I almost did this so it's not surprising. When you don't have a whole lot of room to move around, these things are bound to happen. (To date, I still have NOT spilled my urine containers!) I tried to soak up the liquid as much as possible, then stuffed the throw rugs into a plastic garbage bag. I'll need to find a laundromat tomorrow. I can't have wet rugs covered in old food sitting around the van especially in this damp environment.
Day Four has concluded. See you on Day Five!
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