Kindness Never Tires

, , | Hopeless | October 30, 2016

Around Halloween, 1991, there was a record-breaking snow storm in the Midwest. I was a college sophomore, and had decided — well before the storm began — that I was going to drive the four hours home to visit a boyfriend and attend a party. I couldn’t find anyone to go with me, so I left my dorm alone. Just me and my huge old car.

There were fewer and fewer cars on the road as I went south, and the snowfall got heavier. At one point, I heard on the radio that all but emergency traffic was being asked to stay off the roads. This was well after dark… Of course, being young and stupid, I kept going.

About 20 minutes outside of my hometown, my front driver’s side tire blew, and made a sound like an explosion. I managed to hold the steering wheel and pulled off into a construction zone. Shaking, I got out of the car and looked at the damage. I popped the trunk and — this is how big the car was — had to crawl into it to pull the spare out. I got out the jack, and hoped I could figure out how to do this, since no one had ever taught me.  And it was still snowing, really heavily.

Before I could even get everything out, another car pulled over and two older men got out. They asked me if I was ok, and offered to help. Together, they changed my tire for me and drove off with a wave, without ever telling me their names. I think one might have been a preacher of some type.

I got home safely, thanks to those two nameless heroes.

Whoever you are, if you’re out there, thank you. I’ve since learned to change a tire by myself and have passed your kindness forward.

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Kindness Never Tires

, , | Hopeless | October 30, 2016

Around Halloween, 1991, there was a record-breaking snow storm in the Midwest. I was a college sophomore, and had decided — well before the storm began — that I was going to drive the four hours home to visit a boyfriend and attend a party. I couldn’t find anyone to go with me, so I left my dorm alone. Just me and my huge old car.

There were fewer and fewer cars on the road as I went south, and the snowfall got heavier. At one point, I heard on the radio that all but emergency traffic was being asked to stay off the roads. This was well after dark… Of course, being young and stupid, I kept going.

About 20 minutes outside of my hometown, my front driver’s side tire blew, and made a sound like an explosion. I managed to hold the steering wheel and pulled off into a construction zone. Shaking, I got out of the car and looked at the damage. I popped the trunk and — this is how big the car was — had to crawl into it to pull the spare out. I got out the jack, and hoped I could figure out how to do this, since no one had ever taught me.  And it was still snowing, really heavily.

Before I could even get everything out, another car pulled over and two older men got out. They asked me if I was ok, and offered to help. Together, they changed my tire for me and drove off with a wave, without ever telling me their names. I think one might have been a preacher of some type.

I got home safely, thanks to those two nameless heroes.

Whoever you are, if you’re out there, thank you. I’ve since learned to change a tire by myself and have passed your kindness forward.

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Only Your Illness Registers

, | Working | October 29, 2016

I am pretty sick. I have a bad cough, sore throat, and my eyes are bloodshot, so it is obvious I am sick. One morning I have to get just a few things from the grocery store, so instead of a cart, I have a basket.

It’s eight am so because it’s still early, no cash registers are open yet. I am going through self-checkout, and all the employees including the manager are standing next to the self-checkout area talking.

As I am checking out, I look over and notice every employee huddling around me, asking if I am okay. I say I am fine, but two workers insist on helping me even though I only have a few items, and a third worker goes to get me a shopping cart. They keep asking me repeatedly, “Are you okay?”

It is nice of them, but it is early, I am tired, and not feeling well. I just want to get out of there. I can’t help but think to myself, “Instead of crowding around me, why not open up some cash registers?”

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Saw The Fire Before The Storm

, | Right | October 28, 2016

I’m the dufus in this story.

As I park in front of the hardware store, I notice fire trucks actively working on a small fire inside the store. I get out of my car, thinking “Maybe I can just… ” only to turn around, get back in my car, and drive off thinking, “No, I don’t want to appear on Not Always Right.”

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Shouldn’t Strip That Down To Basics

, , | Working | October 27, 2016

I work at a bookstore. Our managers have the bad habit of making up stupid little rules to be more efficient. One ‘rule’ is the demand that we abbreviate our requests over the PA system. However, they clearly didn’t think it through…

Originally an announcement was: “Supervisor and/or Manager to loading bay for strip cleaning.”

“Strip cleaning” meant they gathered up all the hoarded garbage, boxes, and pallets from a shipment to take out all at once.

However, the abbreviated version was…

Over PA System: “S & M to strip, please. S & M to strip!”

This was done in a store full of customers… The abbreviation rule was immediately dropped and never spoken of again.

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