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My story would center around an incident where I was in the wrong place at the wrong time... A neighbor lady got a flat tire and didn't know how to deal with it and asked me for help... long story short it took me over two hours to help this lady and I ultimately had to buy her a tire to get her back on the road There were lug nut issues and jack issues and it was about 105 degrees in the shade and her two boys wouldn't stop mis-behaving and she wouldn't quit shreiking at them like a harpy on crack and I was laying in the mud for a good portion of it... I had planned to have a fun afternoon out with my girl but instead I went through slow hell for this total stranger all afternoon long.... What's your story?

2007-02-18 01:12:50 · 14 answers · asked by eggman 7 in Social Science Psychology

14 answers

That was quite a test! But God will reward you for your good deed, and what goes around comes around. Perhaps you did even more good than you think, when you helped out an over-stressed mother. She might have taken her anger at her kids to extremes if you hadn't come along. You make the world a better place. But, if your kind deeds wear you out, remember to be kind to yourself too. All the Best!
p.s. I've helped strangers too, and sometimes they've helped me.

2007-02-18 01:45:05 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

Interesting question and some good answers!

I stopped to help a tramp in London. It was pouring with rain and we (my son and I) had no coats as it was early summer, not cold, just wet. It was the day of my sons 4th birthday and we were on the way home from the shops with stuff for his cake etc.

I noticed a tramp collapsed in the middle of a plaza. I went over to check him and he was barely breathing. Everybody else was walking around him (rich and touristy area). I put down my shopping and while checking his pulse and breathing I tried to get someone to call an ambulance. I didn't have a mobile phone with me at the time. Eventually some old guy called.

I then had to move him under a shelter and put him in the recovery position by myself (I'm 5 ft 6 and weighed about 112 pounds at the time).

I couldn't wait for the ambulance but as soon as I got home I rang to check one had been ordered and let them know the exact situation and exactly where I had moved him to. I also explained to a couple of other tramps (his friends I guess) to make sure he stayed in that position and to watch for vomiting etc.

He stunk of alcohol, so had probably passed out, but that's not the point. He is still human, and it took a young, small mother with a child in tow to do anything about it.

If he wasn't breathing I would have been prepared to do mouth to mouth, I bet there are not many that would though!

I saw his mates later that week and they said he had been kept in for a couple of days (so it must've been pretty bad) and been found sheltered accommodation since.

Until now I've only ever told my partner, and that was because we were discussing the Good Samaritan story lol!

CG.

2007-02-25 05:21:59 · answer #2 · answered by cymraesgwyllt 4 · 0 0

I suppose I have a very trusting face. Old people are always trusting me unconditionally. Here are two.....

One time I was talking to an older woman I knew. She knew I had some basic knowledge of financial matters. Next thing I know she had given me all her papers. Boxes, envelopes, stuffed into other envelopes, small bags full of statements. Old annuities, closed accounts. It was all there. I sorted and filed and organized for over 4 hours. I had access to all her account information and personal information. I felt so honored that she trusted me to that extent.

I lived in Chicago at the time and I used to shop regularly at a neighborhood grocery store. One night I noticed an older lady leaving the store about the same time I was. I had seen her there before.

It was raining very hard so I pulled up and offered her a ride. She was so grateful and she gave me directions to get to her house. All of a sudden she realized she was in the car with a complete stranger. Even though I am a woman she became very nervous. Frightened. " I'll get out now." she said. I told her I didn't mind taking her all the way home. Then I realized she was afraid I was going to try to do something for her so I stopped and she jumped out in the middle of the street.

I felt so bad for her. But, in a way I could understand how she felt.

2007-02-25 14:38:21 · answer #3 · answered by Syrinxsweetsong 2 · 0 0

I used to listen to people who had financial stuggles at work. When they werent looking I would give them a card and some money, even if I was struggling, to this day no one knew it was me.
Then after 7 years of working there I was wrongfully terminated while I was on disability. None of the people I helped never called me to see how I was doing, but its ok, because God did. I contacted an atty and found out that I had a multimillion dollar classaction lawsuit, a wrongful termination and a workers comp lawsuit. Being on workers comp I lost everything materialistic that I owned and it made me do alot of soul searching. Since then I found out who I am and what type of person I want to be.

God works in mysterious ways.

2007-02-25 04:17:01 · answer #4 · answered by italianmami7447 3 · 0 0

I was in a glass elevator on Tuesday with a bunch of friends. I hate small, enclosed spaces, and elevators definitely fit that description. In fact, I hate them so much that I read the capacity was 15 people/3500 pounds before getting in. I allowed 4 or 5 to pass before finally getting in one with my friends. (We were headed to Bourbon Street for Mardi Gras) Our elevator was definitely full, but a few ignorant people insisted on getting in anyway. I'm trying my hardest not to panic at this point, but we're almost to the bottom....We stop at one more floor and I point out that we're beyond capacity and politely request that then next people NOT get in.

Well, true to form, a few ignorant people and a 5 or 6 year old girl got in. The doors barely closed and the elevator stood still, at least initially. We pushed as many buttons as possible in an attempt to make it move. Long story short, we were trapped.

We waited about 15 minutes (though it seemed like an hour or two as it got REALLY hot and stuffy) and hoped we'd move soon. The ignorant woman with the child starting rocking back and forth....then collapsed on the floor, throwing up. I'm not good with puke, but did my best to calm her and her daughter while we waited for the fire department to rescue us.

I didn't feel much like helping her as it was her fault we all got stuck...but I thought her daughter deserved better. I waited with her until I knew that the firemen would take good care of her and be sure that her daughter had someone to take her, too. I missed a few hours of partying at Margaritaville with my friends, but made up for lost time that night. :)

2007-02-23 08:11:37 · answer #5 · answered by luv2teech2001 2 · 0 0

I've done a few little things but I like to tell you how I was on the receiving end of an act of kindness from a total stranger. Many years ago in the 1970's our power was turned off due to lack of payment. My husband had a low paying job. I went to the Power Company and asked if I could make payments they agreed but would not turn our power back on until payment was made in full. It was in the fall and we had lanterns as well as a grill to cook on out side. We had a portable battery operated radio so for about three weeks after making payments it was kind of fun, but it was starting to get cooler and we were needing heat as we had two little boys one a year and a half and the other two and a half. I went to make our weekly payment and begged them to reconsider and turn our power back on as I had two babies and I promiced we would still make the weekly payments. They said no!I said I understood and I'd See them next week.I started to cry softly in the car on the way home. It was late Sept. There was a lady standing behind me,at the power company, She without my knowledge paid the rest of our bill. The power was turned on that day. The man who came and turned on my power told me about it.He said she didn't want to let me know her name and that. she said that it was the christian thing to do. That was in 1977 and I still get teary eyed when I think of that wonderful woman who listened to the voice of the Lord. My babies had a nice warm bed that night.

2007-02-25 09:53:29 · answer #6 · answered by Pamela V 7 · 0 0

No good deed goes unpunished.
Your story includes a lot of resentment. That was because you looked at it as more of a duty than an act of service. I am sure that you helped more than you know and the mother might bring you up as an example to her two boys who can then pay it forward for someone else.
All I've done is pay for something for a man in a clothing store, because though he was looking at it , it was obvious that he didn't think he could get it.
Another time, I paid for something a little girl wanted, even though her Mom told her she didn't have the money for it. Neither item was very expensive. It was worth it to me to see the smiles.
I already feel as if I should have kept these two to myself. But, it might serve as an example of what is possible when you are willing to lighten someone's day.

2007-02-24 13:59:58 · answer #7 · answered by Charlie Kicksass 7 · 1 1

I once saw a man lying on the street leaning up against a building. Others were walking by him assuming like I almost did that he was drunk. I looked at his shoes and saw that they were quite nice and he was dressed very well in a nice, clean suit. I called 911 and the police and an ambulance arrived. As it turned out, he was diabetic and had just had an attack, due to his medical condition.

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2016-10-17 07:47:06 · answer #9 · answered by rambhool 4 · 0 0

I prayed with them in a hospital, because there son was going into surgery to get a tumer out from his Brain. I cried through the whole prayer.

2007-02-25 05:45:21 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

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