Good Morning Do-gooders,
Do you believe in ‘Karma?’ What goes around comes around? Do you believe there’s a ledger sheet in the sky in which deeds are measured and balanced? I’m a bit conflicted about an incident last Friday and seek solace here at the ‘Diatribe.’ As you may have heard, we mountain folk got hammered with two straight days of blizzard conditions dumping more than 2 feet of snow! Even by Denver standards this was a big storm. My greatest challenge from these storms is not being locked in. Riding out the weather watching “I love Lucy” reruns or reading some goofy spy novel is not my idea of fun. I know from past experience if I can escape and get onto a major thoroughfare I can get to those places to enjoy my normal lifestyle. Yes, you’ve already guessed it, “The Bar.”
It took nearly 30 minutes to dig my car out and make it street worthy. I plowed my way through the lot and down the breezeway leading to the street. There’s only one way in and out of my hovel and low and behold there’s a women stuck in the V shaped gutter adjacent to the street full of snow and slush as anyone with a brain would expect. Sitting in my car I knew I’d be called on to push her, besides I wasn’t going anywhere until she could extricate herself. I put the gloves on and got out just as she did.
It was clear she had no idea what to do so I explained she’d need to rock it back and forth using ‘D’ and ‘R’ while I pushed during the ‘D’ phase. Traction being a premium it was impossible to make headway. Sucking it up I kept pushing not for her, but for me so I was motivated to continue. Sensing escape was near she gunned the engine spraying me up and down with slush but finally made it out! However, just as I waived acknowledging her “thank you” she unexplainably turned back toward the curb and got trapped again. Having to deal with oncoming traffic I was reluctant if not afraid to help her a second time. I was exhausted and cold.
From the car I continued to watch her in disbelief. She again got out of her car and futilely kicked snow from in front of her tires. All she managed to do was further enmesh her so she gave up, got out of her car, and stood behind it like the ‘damsel in distress.’ Not once did she make eye contact with me, so as soon as it was clear I took off fast enough to get through the gutter and onto the street never looking back.
Was this bad? Am I a terrible person? Was that my responsibility? Does her abject stupidity factor into this?
Look I’ve had my share of unfortunate situations and certainly don’t need additional pain. Yet I did work hard allowing the nitwit to escape. Is not that worthy of the plus column? But as Ron White would say, “You can’t fix stupid!” Just sayin….
zuki
The heavy hand of the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service landed on 11-year-old Skylar Capo and her mom in June, after an agent happened to spot Skylar holding a baby woodpecker in her hands at a Lowes home improvement store in Fredericksburg, Va. Actually, Skylar had minutes before saved the woodpecker from the primed teeth of a house cat and was providing temporary TLC, intending to release the bird when the trauma had passed. The agent, apparently, was unimpressed, reciting a provision of the Migratory Bird Act, and two weeks later, another Fish and Wildlife agent knocked on the Capos’ door (accompanied by a Virginia state trooper) and served Mrs. Capo a citation calling for a $535 fine. (In August, Fish and Wildlife officials relented, calling the agent’s action a mistake.) [WUSA-TV (Washington, D.C.)]
The Associated Press
