Damsel in Distress

What the hell happened to chivalry? Or even to common courtesy?

I'll tell ya'! People are too damn lazy to help someone else out these days. What is it you gripe about Natasha? Well, yesterday I was coming home from my yearly woman check up, yay fun! To add more fun to my day, I was coming off the the highway at 120th and my car started to kinda shake and not go. I'm trippin' cause my gas meter said I still had some so I'm wondering what the F*** is going on?! The Cavalier is finally dying, right here right now!! At times my precious car has been known to lie about how much gas it has, so I'm just prayin' that's what it is. So, I pull off the highway and am searching in my memory as to where the nearest station is? First left right off the highway, hallelujah!! I make it to the double turning lane about half-way back from the light and it dies!!!! So, I'm wavin' peeps around me and put the hazards on. Shit , shit , shit. No cell phone, by myself, crap. I know , i know how come you don't have a cell phone? I stay at home with the kids, why do I need a phone??? For instances like these, Natasha. OOps my bad.

So I get out and push my car to the light. Get back in and wait. Does anyone, anyone ask me if I need help? NO!! Oh, snap! I'm gonna have to push this bitch across the street by myself. Light goes green. I let the people in the left hand lane go, then I get out and push that hunk across the intersection and hop in just as it turns red. Whew!!

Coast into the station, but the pumps are uphill!!!!! Park the car, and then a gentleman asks me if I need help???!!! Uh, no buddy. I'm getting a gas can and finishing this out by myself!!! It all ends well. The car is good, and I got my exercise for the week.

The thing that boggles my mind is: Why? Why did no one help me? A woman, by herself, pushing a car. Hmmm.....this is why I hate people.

But you know what really burns my biscuits? I'm that person who stops on the highway to jump start someones car, even though I'm running late. I'm that person who helps you push your car out of traffic.

Karma is bullshit!!

I can't help but wonder, if I were wearing skimpier clothes or dressed like I'd just got off my stripping job (jk) would someone had stopped? Probably. And that is lame.

*note to self: wear six inch stilletos everywhere

Note to everyone else: Take time out of your day to help someone who needs it