Jump or sell

The American Automobile Association, a service agency Mr. B’s mom has long insisted on belonging to, isn’t just about maps and emergency road help anymore. It also rents cars, sells used ones and offers travelers checks and foreign currency exchange. But my favorite extra is one I discovered this morning when I called them to come honor our membership and jump start the dead battery I discovered in the CRV when we got back from Port A last night. I figured if the battery wouldn’t start, they’d obligingly tow the Honda to a place that could sell me a new one. Instead, when they discovered the battery was truly dead, they offered me a service they’d just begun: selling me a new battery on the spot, and then installing it. Whole problem solved in about thirty minutes, instead of most of the morning. Now that’s a service that makes me glad I carry a AAA card.