So I'm out running errands today, and I stop by the post office to turn my mail back on. On the way, I pick up a nail in one of my back tires without realizing it. I go in, do the mail thing, and get back outside and into my car. The guy next to me tells me about the flat, and quickly drives off.
No problem. I get out the spare, take off the flat, blah blah blah. But here's the thing. The PO is pretty busy late in the day, people getting off from work, etc. Probably twenty separate people pull in while I'm changing my tire. And you know what? Not a single, f'ing person stops to make sure I don't need help. I didn't need help, but not a single person stopped to ask if I might need 2 of their anywhere minutes to call a car service or a little help with the change. And did I mention the jerk who sat in his car two parking places away, and watched me for twenty minutes without offering any help?
Welcome to 21st century America, land of the self-righteous, materialistic narcissists, who are more than happy to slap American flags on their own cars when it's a matter of bombing the crap out of people who don't believe the same things they do, but who can't be bothered to even offer assistance to someone who's having trouble with their car. Sigh.
Did I mention that it was raining? Have a better day than I. Please.
Don't F with CGB, people! I'm gonna rain down storms of fury on you!