So tonight I had an incident that restored my faith in people. Now, I'm naturally the kind of person who believes the best of people, but I've worked customer service (specifically cashiering) for so long that I'm a bit jaded. I've seen people blatantly switch tags on items that cost under $5 to begin with and I've seen people destroy a fitting room, leaving clothes and tags for clothes they've stolen laying everywhere.
Anyway, I was on my way home tonight after work and had stopped to get gas. When I left the gas station, there was an odd noise coming from my driver's side rear, but my car makes so many weird noises that I figured it was just one I hadn't noticed before. Anyway, I got about half a mile and all of a sudden my car got really hard to steer. Crap. Flat tire. Pulled over, got out and checked it, and sure enough, it was so flat that I was almost on the rim. So, I called my boyfriend to come rescue me. If it was during the day, I could have just changed it myself, but in the dark and not knowing where my jack was, I needed help.
So, not five minutes after I called my boyfriend, this big ol' Chevy truck pulls up in front of me and three young guys hop out. Now, I live in a small town and work in an only slightly bigger town. Still, a woman alone can't be too careful. So, these boys walk up and ask me if everything is ok. I told them I had a flat and they immediately looked at my front tires. I laughed and told them that it was my driver's rear tire. They took one look and saw how bad it was and asked if I'd like for them to change it for me. I was astonished. Yes, it was late, but several cars had passed me without even slowing.
I thanked them profusely and they set to work. They did everything, even unloading my tack trunk and grooming box from my trunk to get to my spare and jack. Two of them worked on changing the tire while the third kept me company and chatted with me about my car. They were done with changing the tire out within ten minutes and made sure of where I was driving to and if my boyfriend was going to meet me soon. One of them worked at a tow yard just up the road and offered to follow me there so I could leave my car somewhere safe overnight (ended up driving it about two miles to my boyfriend's warehouse and he picked me up there). One of them even gave me the name and location of a tire place that has really good prices.
They were just so nice, helpful, and efficient. I was so thankful for their help that I offered them $20 for helping me, but they just chuckled and declined it. I was just so pleasantly surprised that they would stop at 10 o'clock at night to help a stranger. I've sat on the side of the road for five hours before with a dead alternator on a busy interstate with vehicles whizzing by at 80MPH and not one person stopped (and I was sitting on the tailgate of my truck).
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