Thank you Mr. Car Park man
First day of driving on my own after passing my driving test and I get a flat tyre. Never had to change a tyre before, but thought I'd figure it out somehow.
I'd managed to get the car to a car park, just across from Epsom racecourse.
Got out of the car and took apart the boot looking for what I needed.
Spare Tyre? Check.
Weird spannery type thing? Check.
Jack? erm... shouldn't there be some kind of a car jack in here?
No?
Oh.
It's quite late at night, the car park was dark and looked deserted apart from a few couples doing whatever couples do in dark carparks.
Found a phone box, but nobody home.
Couldn't afford a taxi home. Too far to walk. I had no clue about AA / RAC type things at that point in my life and I figured those services were there for emergencies only and would have felt daft calling them for something as silly as a flat tyre. So I went back and stood in the cold staring at the flat tyre for a bit.
This man suddenly appeared next to me and said "What you need is a Scissor Jack"
Thank you, but there doesn't seem to be one in the boot.
"Give me a minute"
Then he went off knocking on all the car windows until he disturbed a couple who happened to have a Scissor Jack!
Not only that, he jacked up the car and changed the tyre for me too!
There was a pub nearby and I was going to buy him a pint for being so lovely, but he went to return the scissor jack to its owner and then vanished before I could even thank him.
Wherever you are... Thank you!
( BUTT FART is currently addicted to Improbable Island, Thu 2 Oct 2008, 21:23, Reply)