Misty_Morning
Narcissistic Hedonist
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I was working late and ran to the corner store for some cigs.
While standing at the counter, there was a guy in front of me buying a 1 gallon gas can and 1 gallon of gas. He had run out of gas...obviously.
So it was really cold and he needed a ride back to his car. At first when he asked me I was thinking ...No fucking way! Especially cuz he was sniffling like he had been doing coke all day. But it was REALLY cold and he had walked to the store.
Then he said while pointing to the clerk, "This guy knows me, you'll be ok."
"Yeah, he's OK", was the clerks reply.
I asked the dude if he had any guns or knives or such, then said OK.
So I gave him a ride about 2 miles away. And, man, was he thankful.
And it got me to thinking. I used to stop and help folks in distress all the time. But not any more.
There's alot of evil out there.
I miss being a good samaritan. Maybe that time in the 80's when I actually had to pull a gun on a dude I gave a lift to started fucking with me. I just calmly reached into my drivers side door compartment and retrieved my gun, pointed at him as I pulled the car over and said, "I think it's time for you to get out."
But there's aot of good folks out there, too. And when they are stranded and no one helps.
I dunno.
I wish I still had faith in humanity.
While standing at the counter, there was a guy in front of me buying a 1 gallon gas can and 1 gallon of gas. He had run out of gas...obviously.
So it was really cold and he needed a ride back to his car. At first when he asked me I was thinking ...No fucking way! Especially cuz he was sniffling like he had been doing coke all day. But it was REALLY cold and he had walked to the store.
Then he said while pointing to the clerk, "This guy knows me, you'll be ok."
"Yeah, he's OK", was the clerks reply.
I asked the dude if he had any guns or knives or such, then said OK.
So I gave him a ride about 2 miles away. And, man, was he thankful.
And it got me to thinking. I used to stop and help folks in distress all the time. But not any more.
There's alot of evil out there.
I miss being a good samaritan. Maybe that time in the 80's when I actually had to pull a gun on a dude I gave a lift to started fucking with me. I just calmly reached into my drivers side door compartment and retrieved my gun, pointed at him as I pulled the car over and said, "I think it's time for you to get out."
But there's aot of good folks out there, too. And when they are stranded and no one helps.
I dunno.
I wish I still had faith in humanity.