Two Personal Stories Where Helping Counted
Here are two wonderful stories I wanted to share with you all. One is about where I was helped and the other is about where I stopped to help someone else in need.
1. All Alone
There I was, ready to leave the house to go and see my friend in Northampton. It was around midnight. I grabbed my phone, keys wallet and jumped in the car. Since I had an 80 mile journey ahead of me I decided it would be wise to check my oil before I hit the motorway. I stopped at the gas station and gave my car the once over; all seemed well.
I was starting my journey when suddenly I realised that I’d left the oil cap off the engine. Doh! I pulled over on the main road, opened the bonnet and was thrilled to see the oil cap was still where I’d left it. I closed the bonnet and was about to jump in the car when I heard a ‘click’ as I pulled the handle. All the car doors locked! (Uh oh!)
I had a problem with the central locking and sometimes when I pulled the handle the car locked on it’s own.
Just to put things into context. I had just locked myself out of my car; the engine was still running; it was was zero degrees; I had left my jacket, wallet and phone in the car; all I was wearing was a thin jumper and I was in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night. (Oh crap!)
What would you have done?
My first reaction was to look up at the sky! I quizzed Gods sense of humour, and then I exploded with laughter at the irony! In times of absolute despair, sometimes, all you can do is just laugh. I didn’t have many options. I decided to try and find a rock to break into my car or, wait for the first passer by, to see if they would assist. If they didn’t help me I would use to rock to smash a window so I could get into my car.
I was very lucky! The very first car I flagged down was a family. The father got out and asked me what happened? I explained but I’m not sure he believed me. (Who would?) However, he did take pity on my and allowed me to use his phone. I thankfully got through to my brother who hesitantly agreed, to drop off my spare keys, because I’d disturbed him while he was watching Frasier.
After I returned the phone to the kind stranger he kindly offered me his coat. Me being the typical bloke, refused, saying ‘I’ll be fine’ while my teeth were chattering. Because of my extra blubber I can take the cold but that was just being plain stupid. He insisted though and I’m so glad he did. I guessed he must have a son or two. (I was right)
I got the gentleman’s address and a few days later I dropped off his coat and left some flowers for his family to say thank you.
Moral – It doesn’t take much to be a charitable human being and make sure you show your gratitude when it’s shown to you.
2 Fight Night
My friend Neil and I were out and about late one evening in his car. He was driving and spotted a young man who appeared to be getting harassed by two drunken yobs.
We pulled up next to the guy and asked if he was okay. He was clearly distressed so we got out of the car so he could walk away without the two yobs following him.
Unfortunately for us the two drunkards turned on us and decided they wanted to make us their new target. We were prepared to fight but walked away to avoid that scenario.
We got back into the car and the one of the guys punched Neil though the open window. Neil jumped out, wrestled him to the ground and laid him out flat. The other ran away. I was ready to jump in but my ninja friend had already kicked ass! 😛
We got back in the car ready to drive off when one of the men threw a beer can through the one windows. The glass went all over me! Up until that point I was totally calm and relaxed but I went from being the WWF panda to being the Kung Fu Panda in about 0.2 seconds. I leapt out of the car and walked towards the two men and screamed my head off at them.
I must have looked like some kind of raging bull with steam coming out of my nostrils because as soon as they saw my face they ran like the road runner leaving a trail of dust! (Meep meep!)
Not many people get to see my angry side and I think it was too much for those two louts. They ran off into the distance never to be seen again. I felt that Neils actions and my final bull charge made those think twice from then onwards before doing the same thing again.
Moral – If you see someone in trouble, stop to help or, if you feel vulnerable, call for help. Go with your gut. If something doesn’t seem right, it probably isn’t.
Got any personal stories you’d like to share where you helped others or others helped you? Feel free to leave them in the comments. If you like this story you might also like to read about the lap dancer who changed my life.