BEING A DO-GOODER


so i'm driving along... take the ramp from i-215 to i-15 north when all of a sudden i am slowed down from a brisk 45 mph to about 5mph.

the car in front of me was clearly having troubles.

i marveled at why he didn't feel it necessary to pull off onto the shoulder and let others pass him by whilst he tried to figure out his situation.

but he never did and finally, after about 1/4 of a mile after the on-ramp, he stopped cold turkey, smack in the middle of the far right lane.

at this point, other cars are now veering around him and whizzing on by and i'm in the most awkward position to get myself out into traffic.

so i take a moment and decide that i am not in any rush and can at least ask if help is needed.

so i gently pull up to the side of his car, praying i don't get side-swiped, roll down my window and peer into his now open window.

"hi, did you need any help?" i ask the man at the steering wheel and the 4 young adult boys he has in the car with him.

"yeah, we ran out of gas. do you want to get out and push us to the side?"

(okay i am so laughing out loud as i type this story)

i was shocked. here are 4 boys... probably around 15-16 years of age. they all look to be in good health... no visible defects... all appear to be of sound mind. and then there's me... weakling, has-no-upper-body-strength peggy, being asked to push a car full of MEN!!

hahahah!

so i start giggling as i pull off to the side of the road, ready to roll up my sleeves and help these dudes, when in my rear-view i see that a police man has just pulled up, thrown on his lights and taken control.

with a little wave, i shut my door and head on my way. it's funny because i was totally willing to help... but found it rather odd that they weren't really willing to help themselves... hysterical!

next thing i know i'm going to ask an old woman if i can help her cross the road and she's going to ask me to pick her up and take her to las vegas on foot!