So, I was at the mall as usual, trolling for a job, and I see a fellow former sailor who i could tell was in my situation. How could I tell? Well, besides the tell tale signs, he had a navy camo backpack, and I could tell he was homeless because he had a sleeping bag and a couple other bags on his back. And that forlorn look was seriously heart wrenching.
I walked past him though. Baby jesus forgive me. I would've totally let him move into my car with me. Two heads are better than one.
I ran back outside and looked everywhere for him..but he was gone.
God gave me another chance, and I saw a doctor who had driven her car up a curb and it was balanced on a boulder outside of taco bell.
She said she was okay, she had a tow truck coming. No worries I told her... I have two jacks in the car.
I went and got them and went to work, finally wiggled the rock from underneath her car, and told her to pull forward.
Was she ever happy.
And then she gave me 10 dollars. YES!
Then she asked me was that enough...I didn't know how to take that..because she didn't have to give me anything, but it was better than her having to spend 100s on a tow truck for a simple fix like that, so I told her, no ma'am thanks you.
And just as I shook her hand the tow truck pulled up, when i was pulling away...I swear he was shooting daggers at me with his eyes. Lmao.
Sorry Guy.
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