help a stranger

Well, someone at school came up to me and asked where a certain room was because they were lost. At first I just told them where there’s a sign to point them in the right direction, but then I decided to get up and walk with them until they found it. It was a little out of character for me to actually get up and walk with someone I didn’t know, but I’m glad I did.

not really a stranger but i helped a friend who needed help it made me feel good

i gave a customer some money as they did not have enough to cover postage

A few years ago, when I was working as a security guard, I let an elderly gentleman who had missed his bus, and had no way home until the morning, stay at my apartment. He shared stories of the second World War with me, and we drank Mountain Dew, before he dowsed off sitting in a chair.

I’ll always remember that, and him. Inviting a stranger into your home can really be an almost mystical experience. I’d welcome another opportunity like that one.

Yesterday I encountered a mid twenties guy in Downtown looking for a bank branch that actually doesn’t operate in my state… His story had huge holes in it, but he had dischatge papers from jail and needed help getting money for the bus home…

I spent almost 8 hours with him between WesternUnion and making it to the GreyHound. He claims to be Peurto Rican, but it really doesn’t matter. He needed someone to help, and his older “brother” called my phone today to check up. Turns out Little Bro’ is slightly Loco(maybe mildly autistic), and everyone is really thankful he found good help.

These things can turn out either way, but I’m glad it was the right choice.

I hate that I am so reluctant to do this sometimes.

Once I was driving home and I saw an older heavyset woman trying to push a pick up truck down the street. She was on an overpass when her truck broke down. I couldn’t believe that this woman was actually pushing this truck and I felt really bad for her. So I pulled over to help her out. As soon as I pulled over two men in another pick up pulled behind her and offered to push her truck to the next street where she could park it. I offered to let her use my cell phone. One of the guys was a mechanic and told her what the problem was. She was sweating and out of breath so I offered her a ride home. She was really appreciative and when I got to her home she asked me how much did she owe me. I wouldn’t have imagined of ever charging her and I told her that it was ok I just wanted to make sure she got home safely. She just kept thanking me and told me that if I ever needed anything I could knock on her door. I felt really good after that experience. I just felt like it was the right thing to do and if I would not have stopped I could have never forgiven myself.

I was in town with some friends at lunch time, and we saw this old lady who had fallen down. Her bags were all scattered around her, and she was trying to get up but she obviously couldn’t, so I pointed her out to my friends and started jogging towards her to help her.
She looked absolutely terrified to see a bunch of teenagers running towards her (we were in school uniform, and our school hasn’t exactly got the best reputation) she obviously thought we were going to beat her up and snatch her bags.
we got to her and took her hands trying to help her up (it took a few of us as she was quite heavy) and we picked up all her bags for her and handed them over. She seemed quite shocked and she was crying, so we helped her over to the nearest shop and the man inside looked after her from there.

It felt really good to help someone like that, but when we got back to school late, none of the teachers believed us. They thought it was just another excuse.

I let someone in front of me at the supermarket. He had two bags of ice.

I let 2 people in front of me today during rush hour on the way home =). And got cut off by one person =(.