After my first class today (Finance 302) I needed to leave campus to run errands. As you know from reading my blog, that means at least a 3 mile trip to my car. I hopped on my bike, biked half the way, flagged the bus that I usually beat for the other half (it was hot, give me a break), and finally arrived at my car. I hopped in, turned the key, and no go.
Last night on my way home, I passed a woman on the road whose tire had blown out. I stopped, because I am a boy scout. She had someone on their way to help her, but I stayed with her until her help came. No woman should be stranded alone on the side of the road at 11 PM. I would have changed the tire for her but she insisted that I not. Help arrived, and I departed after her grateful thanks.
Almost 12 hours later, I was stranded in a parking lot with jumper cables hanging out my engine compartment wildly waving to passing vehicles. Apparently my battery was dead. After 20 minutes, no boy scouts or good samaritans had stopped for me, so I called roadside assistance. My insurance company is now $60 poorer, and I am sunburned and out of an hour of my life.
Sometimes I wish there were more boy scouts around.
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