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emilyg Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Jan-01-11 11:50 PM
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Awwwww heck - this made me cry
WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND

One day a man saw a old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.
Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson..'

Well, all she had was a flat tire,
But for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me..'

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her Feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan ...

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have Been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.'

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to
Clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the
Money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'
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WHAT GOES AROUND
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UndertheOcean Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Jan-01-11 11:55 PM
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1. Cute Romantic story , but totally unrealistic .
Edited on Sat Jan-01-11 11:55 PM by UndertheOcean
Whatever people help other with is only a tiny fraction of their resources , they keep the lion's share for themselves . we are an extremely selfish and greedy species.
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Name removed Donating Member (0 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jan-02-11 11:25 PM
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SwampG8r Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jan-03-11 01:12 AM
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8. you should maybe speak only for yourself
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pinboy3niner Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jan-03-11 01:30 AM
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9. Broad-brush generalizations are not a good idea...
...because they are always false.

Just when you think you've got the human race pinned down, some Good Samaritan comes along and spoils it all.

Dang those good-doers! :sarcasm:
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alphafemale Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jan-02-11 04:18 AM
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2. thank you nt
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MiddleFingerMom Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jan-02-11 08:27 AM
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3. One St Patrick's Day many years ago, a buddy and I had gone to a pub...
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...in a huge mall. It was WAY too packed (long line at the door), so we turned around
and walked way back out to our car.
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There, we saw a woman in her 50's-60's and another woman in her 20's looking under
the hood of their car. As we approached, the older woman sent the younger woman
back to sit in the car (we looked like possibly dangerous biker types).
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Simple dead battery. Got it started for them and the woman tried to pay us.
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Extremely satisfying to press the money back into her hand and tell her to consider
us two of the roughest-looking Boy Scouts she had ever seen.
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Orrex Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jan-02-11 08:54 AM
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4. I heard that story, but the killer was missing his foot instead of his hand.
Edited on Sun Jan-02-11 09:06 AM by Orrex
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pinboy3niner Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Jan-02-11 11:53 PM
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6. True story: A few years ago my car broke down very late at night...
I had no phone, and nowhere to get help, so I set off on the 10-mile walk home. I'd gone about a mile when a car pulled over, and the driver, a 40-something Hispanic woman traveling alone, asked me if I needed a ride. She drove me all the way home, and refused the money I offered her for her trouble.

About 10 months later I was Christmas-shopping at the mall when a teenage girl began calling to me: "Sir? Sir?" She told me that she and her sister and her mother were stranded, without a way home.

I did a double-take when I looked over at where her sister and her mother were sitting on a bench. Her mother was the woman who had given me, a strange man, a ride on another cold, dark night 10 months before. I never expected to see that woman again, nor to have a chance to repay her kindness. Of course, I was happy to drive her and her daughters home...
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darkstar3 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Jan-03-11 01:02 AM
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7. Quick hypothetical:
You're traveling alone and unarmed on a dark and cold night. You pass a disabled vehicle on the highway.

Do you...

A) Stop and offer assistance.

B) Use your cell phone to inform the nearest authorities.
....

Ladies and gentlemen, I would love nothing more than to live in a world where all of us would enthusiastically answer A) to the question above, and where we wouldn't need to worry about thieves, murderers, and rapists taking advantage of the situation. Sadly, we don't live in that world.

Pay it forward. Perform some random acts of kindness. Bring a little joy to the world. But please, do so safely.
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