According to recent reports, car dealers are informing auto manu facturers that they have too many electric vehicles on their lots and are dialing back orders until their current inventory is soId. Scott Kunes, Chief Operating Officer at Kunes Auto and RV Group, explained that his company is turning away additional EV inventory.
“We have turned away EV inventory. We need to ensure that we have a good turn on it,” he said, as reported on Business Insider. Kunes said that automakers are “asking us to make a Iarge investment….and we’re just wanting to see some return on that.”
Sam Fiorani, Vice President of global vehicle forecasting at AutoForecast Solutions, outlined how EVs aren’t practical for many Americans as they would have to alter their lifestyle when switching from a gas-powered car. “It’s not just that these vehicles are expensive — which they are. We’re talking about a much more nuanced Iifestyle change,” said Fiorani. EVs obviously have a more constrained range than gas-powered vehicles, and charging stations can be sparsely located.
EVs are also notably more expensive than traditional combustion engine-based cars. According to Consumer Reports, the average sale price of an EV is over $61,000, or $12,000 more expensive than the overall average in the auto industry. “It’s hard for the average customer to make that leap while spending an extra $10,000,” Fiorani continued.
Electric vehicle horror stories have also plagued the news, where consumers share personaI anecdotes of the dysfunctionality of these cars. Recently, a Ford F-150 Lightning owner was forced to ditch his EV on a road trip from Winnipeg to Chicago.
The all-electric Ford pickup retails for well north of $100k. However, based on the sentiment from disgruntled consumers, it seems this truck does not live up to its price tag. The man called electric vehicles the “biggest scam of modern times” after his experience with his F-150 Lightning.
While many have lofty projections for EVs in the Iong term, it’s safe to say that these vehicles are not ready to replace the reliability of traditional automobiles. Although, this hasn’t deterred some woke, blue states in the U.S. from preemptively enacting electric vehicle mandates.
For example, California announced it would ban the sale of new gas-powered cars by 2035. Such mandates have drawn concern, particularly from automakers who will be forced to play within the guidelines of these new regulations.
“Whether or not these requirements are realistic or achievable is directIy linked to external factors like inflation, charging and fuel infrastructure, supply chains, labor, critical mineral availability and pricing, and the ongoing semiconductor shortage,” John Bozzella, president and CEO of the Alliance for Automotive Innovation said in a statement. “These are complex, intertwined and global issues.”
Also, many concerns surround the feasibility of a mass transition to electric vehicles. As it stands, this could limit people’s autonomy as driving ranges are limited and charging infrastructure is insufficient. Furthermore, there couId be an affordability crisis as many Americans can’t even afford a new car, let alone the price of a new EV.
My Husband Left Me and Our Baby at the Airport and Took a Solo Vacation, He Deeply Regrets It Now
My husband left me and our baby, Sophia, alone at the airport to go on a vacation by himself. He thought he was going to relax, but his trip quickly turned into a disaster that would make his return home even worse. As I stood at the airport, Sophia cried loudly in my arms. My head throbbed, and I couldn’t help but wonder where Ryan was. I gently rocked her, telling her that Daddy would be back soon, even though I felt increasingly anxious.
Then, my phone pinged with a message from Ryan. He sent a selfie of himself looking happy on the plane, with a caption that said he couldn’t wait and needed this vacation. My heart sank. He had chosen to leave us without a second thought. I couldn’t believe it. Sophia’s cries intensified as if she could sense my frustration. I assured her that we were going home, but I was just as lost as she was.
The cab ride home felt surreal. I kept replaying Ryan’s message in my mind, feeling waves of anger crash over me. Once we were home, I put Sophia down for a nap and grabbed my phone, hesitating before dialing Ryan’s number. I realized I needed a plan first. After pacing the room and letting my ideas flow, I came up with a plan for revenge. I called Ryan’s hotel.
“Hello, Sunset Resort. How may I assist you?” asked a cheerful receptionist. I explained who I was and what had happened. The receptionist listened and eagerly agreed to help with my idea.
I arranged for Ryan to receive wake-up calls at all hours, surprise room service, and every tour possible. I felt a mix of guilt and excitement. Then, I went to our bedroom and packed up Ryan’s favorite things, his gaming console, vinyl records, and designer suits. If he wanted a solo vacation, he could live a solo life.
At the storage facility, I couldn’t help but laugh. Here I was, a new mom, putting my husband’s things in a locker like a jilted teenager. Back home, I called a locksmith for an urgent lock change. While waiting, I checked my phone again. Ryan had sent more pictures of himself enjoying the beach and fancy dinners, but he looked increasingly tired and annoyed.
The locksmith arrived and changed our locks, and I felt a flicker of doubt about my choices. But then I recalled Ryan’s selfish smile in that selfie, and my determination returned. The week passed with me taking care of Sophia while Ryan sent frustrated messages, asking why he was being disturbed at his hotel. I ignored them, letting him stew in his own choices.
Finally, it was time for his return. I picked him up at the airport, where he greeted me sheepishly, saying he missed us. I remained quiet, asking him about his vacation. He sighed, mentioning it was “interesting”. The drive home was tense and silent. As we arrived, he noticed the front door looked different.
He tried his key, but it wouldn’t work. Confusion spread across his face as he turned to me, asking what was happening. I simply said that his key didn’t work anymore because of his decision to leave us. Ryan’s face paled. He tried to explain that it was a misunderstanding and that he didn’t realize how upset I would be. I pointed out that he had left me and our baby at the airport.
He admitted it was selfish and stupid, but wanted to talk inside. I refused, saying his belongings were in storage until he learned to appreciate us. Ryan was desperate and confused, pleading for a chance to talk. I hesitated, feeling torn between my anger and lingering love.
Finally, I agreed to let him talk for five minutes. We sat on the porch steps, with Sophia babbling between us. Ryan took a deep breath and admitted he had messed up. He had panicked because of stress and didn’t know how to face the situation.
As he spoke, my anger began to fade, but I questioned how I could trust him again after what he did. He acknowledged how hurtful his actions were and shared that he missed us every moment. Sophia reached out for Ryan, and I instinctively handed her to him. He held her tightly, expressing his regret. Watching them together, my heart softened.
Ryan promised he would do whatever it took to fix things. I told him it wouldn’t be easy, but he was willing to work on it. I picked Sophia back up and said he could come inside, but he would sleep on the couch, and we’d start couples therapy right away. He looked relieved and promised to make it up to us.
As we walked inside, I reminded him to check his credit card statement since I had ordered those surprise tours. Ryan groaned, but a smile crept onto his face, acknowledging he deserved it.
In the following months, we worked hard in therapy, addressing past issues and slowly rebuilding our trust. One night, while putting Sophia to bed together, Ryan thanked me for giving him another chance. I replied that everyone makes mistakes, and what matters is learning from them.
He hugged me and promised that our next family vacation would be perfect. I suggested we start with a picnic in the park. Standing there, watching our daughter sleep, I realized that even after significant betrayals, strong bonds could form if both people are willing to put in the effort.
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