I may have just made myself some good luck, by rolling my butt out of bed early on a Saturday morning, (I'm still working) and being in the right place at the right time.
I was in the market for new tires, even though my old ones still looked fine except for some minimal sidewall cracking, the date code said April 2010, and since these were the original tires on my 2011 rig, I figured they probably didn't sit unused too long after they were born. Too much riding on 9 year old tires just because they look good.
The last new tires I bought for a previous coach were Toyo M154, and they were the best tires in terms of ride that I ever had. Can't say how long they would have lasted, I traded the coach about a year later. While I've also had good luck with Continentals, I prefer the Toyos. Won't consider Michelein, due to bad experiences with the brand when they were on rigs when I bought them.
None of the local shops carry Toyos in my locality. I did find these, and called my local Walmart super center, and they told me they could install them for me.
So, Saturday morning rolls around, and I'm there, Johnny on the spot at 7am. Of course this was the "listed" opening time for the auto service department. As the young lady explained, they have to punch in, and mosey back to their area of the store, after about a 15 minute wait. No problem. Except that this "manager" was watching some kind of online show on her phone, and wasn't willing to turn it off, or even put the phone down while we spoke. I give her my printed email with the bar code, and she sends me to the service desk, in the front of the store. They scanned my sheet, and said the tires are back in automotive, and I explained that this is where I cam from, so the lady walks back with me to automotive, where she finds my tires.
Ok, back to the "manager" who's online show must have ended. She tells me that oh, we can't install these, that motor home is too big. Meanwhile, I had noticed one of the mechanics behind her, and he had Semper fi tattooed on the under side of his forearm. So I took a shot.
I rolled my tires out to my RV, and the mechanic told me that he could change the tires, but he could not lift the RV. I said how about if I lift the RV, and bring the tires to you? He said that'll work. The "manager" had no idea what was going on, and by the time she found out, it was too late to stop it.
So, now for the good luck part. I had ordered Dyna Beads for each tire, and these dually valve stems.
DL3FCFR Chrome Duallyvalve Kit w/Front Stems
I really had no idea how in the world I was going to explain to the person putting on my tires what these items were, and how to install them. Also, I didn't exactly want just anyone doing it without being able to make sure they did right, or at all. The ex Marine hands me a pair of safety glasses, and says you have to wear these, in case my manager comes back here. He hands me a bottle of cold water, and says bring me a tire.
The script couldn't have gone better if I had written it myself. I lifted the RV up in the parking lot, pulled off the tires, and we both figured out how to install the beads, and the stems. He dropped a couple of beads on one tire only, and actually picked them up and put them in. I think he took mercy on me, and actually helped me reinstall the tires. He actually asked me if I would look up the spec to torque the wheels, and torqued them all too spec.
After it was all done, I waved him around behind the RV so his manager couldn't see, and slipped him a $20. He didn't want to take it, but I asked him to please take it. I said can you imagine where I would be had you not stepped up?
The bill ended up only being $45 if you can believe that, because I did buy the tires from Walmart online. I told the manager that she had a good worker, and when my wife needs tires on her car, I know where I can send her.
I've drove it just a bit, and it has never rode so well. Just thought there might be some folks here you would enjoy hearing the rather unusual story, and some good luck for a change.