I’m from Philadelphia, which doesn’t have the best reputation, but regardless, I had a very good childhood. I have a lot of sisters and a many, many cousins, nephews, etc. I have always been very sheltered and provided for, I would not say spoiled, even though I’m sure my mom and dad would disagree : )
I do not handle change well. I mean I do not even handle “a change of plans” well. I get very stressed out very easily, but ok this is not about me… On to my story:
It was about 2 degrees (not exaggerating) outside and I had to go to work, so I’m walking and I finally get to my car and the locks are frozen so while trying to get the doors unlocked I bent my key, I start the car and go to work. When I get out of work I notice that the key was bent, which probably happened when I tried to open my trunk, which was also frozen shut.
So I try to start the car and the key doesn’t work. I try again and it doesn’t work, so of course, my next thought is to call my dad. I get upset and start crying and it’s so cold that the tears are freezing up on my face. Anyways, he’s telling me to turn the wheel one way and do all these other things and I feel like I’m going to faint. So it’s like 40 minutes that I’m trying to get this car to work, which doesn’t seem like it’s going to work.
As I’m sitting in the car crying, a man comes up to the window, in an extremely polite manner and asks if he could help. At this point, I can’t give him my keys fast enough : ) He assured me numerous times that I could trust him and his intentions weren’t bad. He allowed me to sit in his car, with the heat on, while he tried to get my car to work, which he eventually succeeded in doing : )
I don’t really write many personal blogs, but that guy has still been on my mind even after a week has past. I do not know his name, but I know that people from everywhere read blogs, so I just wanted to say thank you again, you literally saved me from the freezing cold : ) When I encounter people like him, I wonder why we all can’t be like that. If everyone just helped a little, the possibilities would be endless.
I'm glad your story turned out with a good ending, Gina.
Posted by: Dennis G. Jerz at February 13, 2007 2:18 AM