Dear 3 kind gentlemen,
Thankyouthankyouthankyou.
When I was driving along that curvy road covered in slushy snow, I thought to myself: "Self, you should probably slow down." So I did. But a few moments too late, obviously. Because the next thing I knew, I was becoming very well acquainted with the giant snowbank right in front of me.
And though you may not have noticed, I was mortified to play the damsel in distress card. (Yet, at the same time, I was SO thankful you stopped to help me). So, I have to say thank you, thank you, a million times thank you.
You've renewed my faith in humanity and made me remember something very important: people are good.
You didn't need to stop. You probably had somewhere important to go. We're all busy people. But you pulled over. Immediately. I didn't even have to wait for more than 2 minutes before you were willing to lend a hand.
And you didn't make me feel bad, or stupid or inept. You laughed it off, got me out and wished me well as I went on my way.
I know I thanked you then - but I can't say it enough. Thanks for helping out. Thanks for being so nice. Thanks for making a potential crappy start to my day much, much better.
Oh - and thanks to you, kind gentleman #2, for saying that it was because I was so pretty that you stopped. My car may be hurt, but my ego sure isn't.
In talking to ladies at work we were all laughing about how if it was us who were stuck in a snowbank, we'd be spooning out the snow with our bare hands - while men whizzed by us, throwing snow up into our faces. We were pretty funny actually. We may not stop the presses anymore, but we know how to laugh!
ReplyDeleteOh to be be young again and a head turner! Happy you got some help. Hopy you car is not really damaged. I got a laugh out of your Mom's comment
ReplyDeleteTruer statement : I have never heard Ann Love it. And glad you are okay Heather. Hope your foot doesn't keep you from running too long
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