by Ice Cream Jonsey » Wed Dec 23, 2020 12:22 am
Casual Observer wrote: Tue Dec 22, 2020 8:12 am
Jizaboz wrote: Mon Dec 21, 2020 11:57 pm
Casual Observer wrote: Mon Dec 21, 2020 2:53 pm
However, I've now stopped letting people know that their tail/breaklight is out because they never seem very thankful, they'll often grumble or groan even though I may have just saved them from getting pulled over. If people want me to be helpful then they need to be appreciative.
Ha! It can be weird though. I was going back to my car after getting groceries when I hear "Hey sir!"
Now normally, that phrase makes me take off like a rocket. But I turn around to see this older dude and said "Hey, man." because I felt some kinda vibe. Then he says..
"One of yo tires look flat.."
I say "nuh-uh!" and quickly dart around to look and say "Woah, I must have ran over a nail or something. Thanks, man!"
He then gave me the least enthusiastic "uh-huh" I have ever heard. heh.
Yeah, see, I can empathize with not wanting that kind of news because I've been there and: I already fucking knew that my tire was losing air. If you have a tire losing air, you don't need a stranger to tell you what you already know. You've known for days or weeks most likely. You already are thinking about how long you can wait before you have to shove another 4 quarters in a gas station air pump to get back home and have enough to get to another station tomorrow on the way to work. Bottom line, 99% of people who have a flatish tire already know about it so I don't bother mentioning it to them at all.
When I was first driving, I was going to community college in the snow and ice on 390 and slipped and bonked the guard rail and came back into my lane. One of the tires was all fucked up. I took it off the highway and because MCC is so close just drove it there. The last thing that was going to happen was me pulling over on a winter day in Rochester on the highway.
I go to my classes and try to drive it to a mechanic. Not on the highway, on regular roads that have two lanes. Fucking EVERYONE is frantically trying to get my attention like I didn't know. I called my dad to ask him what on earth I should do. He came out and we swapped cars.
I was driving behind him. Nobody told
him the tire was screwed up.
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[quote=Jizaboz post_id=117842 time=1608620226 user_id=910]
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However, I've now stopped letting people know that their tail/breaklight is out because they never seem very thankful, they'll often grumble or groan even though I may have just saved them from getting pulled over. If people want me to be helpful then they need to be appreciative.
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Ha! It can be weird though. I was going back to my car after getting groceries when I hear "Hey sir!"
Now normally, that phrase makes me take off like a rocket. But I turn around to see this older dude and said "Hey, man." because I felt some kinda vibe. Then he says..
"One of yo tires look flat.."
I say "nuh-uh!" and quickly dart around to look and say "Woah, I must have ran over a nail or something. Thanks, man!"
He then gave me the least enthusiastic "uh-huh" I have ever heard. heh.
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Yeah, see, I can empathize with not wanting that kind of news because I've been there and: I already fucking knew that my tire was losing air. If you have a tire losing air, you don't need a stranger to tell you what you already know. You've known for days or weeks most likely. You already are thinking about how long you can wait before you have to shove another 4 quarters in a gas station air pump to get back home and have enough to get to another station tomorrow on the way to work. Bottom line, 99% of people who have a flatish tire already know about it so I don't bother mentioning it to them at all.
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When I was first driving, I was going to community college in the snow and ice on 390 and slipped and bonked the guard rail and came back into my lane. One of the tires was all fucked up. I took it off the highway and because MCC is so close just drove it there. The last thing that was going to happen was me pulling over on a winter day in Rochester on the highway.
I go to my classes and try to drive it to a mechanic. Not on the highway, on regular roads that have two lanes. Fucking EVERYONE is frantically trying to get my attention like I didn't know. I called my dad to ask him what on earth I should do. He came out and we swapped cars.
I was driving behind him. Nobody told [i]him[/i] the tire was screwed up.