Russ’s car is back in the shop. The stupid thing is only two years old and this is the third time we have had to take it in for the power steering.
We were driving home this afternoon after dropping off the car at the dealership when the radio announced a major traffic jam on a busy road near our house. A few minutes later, turning onto that road, we saw far up ahead that the hold-up was caused by a stalled SUV stuck in the middle of the street. We crawled along in the traffic until we finally got near the stalled car. Russ pulled off the side of the road and dodging the passing cars, jogged out to the center of the street. I watch him chat with the poor, embarrassed guy in the driver’s seat and make some vague pointing gestures toward the side of the road. After a few minutes conversation, Russ dug in his heels and pushed and prodded the dead SUV through the traffic and off the road onto the shoulder. Without much ado, he reached in and shook the guys hand and jogs back to our car.
lada: Thank you.
Russ: What for?
lada: Being a nice person.
Russ: (grunt)
lada: Umm, did he not get out and help you push?
Russ: Nope
lada: He just sat there and looked at you while you hauled him off the road?
Russ: Well, it actually moved a lot easier than I thought it would for such a big car. But he was a pretty big guy who needs a big car so I had to push all his weight too, along with the car, which didn’t make it easier…
lada: What! He just sat there! Was he elderly?
Russ: Nah, just a fat forty. He did steer though.
lada: What a tool.
Russ: Eh, at least traffic is moving again.
Russ is a nice person.
I got stuck in some mud once and a stranger stopped and offered to help and though I declined the offer, I thought that was awfully friendly. I would never in a million years stop.
101 Things to do (or don't) before you die - #14:
Do ride the world’s biggest roller coasters.
Don't use a dangerous can opener.
- lada’d like to buy the world a Coke
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yay, russ!
last week we got about 4 inches of wet, slushy snow in one afternoon. as i was walking home from work (talking on the phone to you, lada) i saw that a large man had fallen out of his motorized wheelchair. he was kneeling next to it trying to hoist himself back up. of all the commuters walking by, i was the only one that stopped to help him. thank you, russ for stopping to help!
Lada, you know that recognizing Russ for his greatness is one of the best things you can do. You should write a letter to Ellen or something.
Man it's to bad there isn't another one identical to him...
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