The Good Samaritan Lives

These days people don't help folks out the way they used to. There are exceptions though. This morning when I went to bring the Hot Dog Truck from the mechanic's to my spot, I couldn't get the thing out of reverse. The truck was stuck in the middle of the parking lot.

The lot is home to a five bay garage with three independent mechanics' businesses. My mechanic was not there as he was out drumming up some fleet business.

So here I am stuck in the middle of the lot with the truck stuck in reverse. I cant even start it since it is in gear and the clutch is malfunctioning. Out of one of the bays comes Bob (I already forgot his last name). He asks me what's wrong and I tell him. Before I can say boo, he's got the truck up on a jack and he's wiggling the wheels to pop it out of reverse. Then he pops the hood and opens up the clutch master cylinder (the leaking culprit) and fills it with transmission fluid. I am ready to roll and back in business!

I say to him, "Thanks a lot. This is just what you need, a project first thing in the morning."

He says, "I could tell you to go f*ck yourself, but that wouldn't be very neighborly now would it!"

Bob got free lunch today!