Whatever I attempted to do today was met by a delay of some kind;
-a banker was late for an appointment
-my computer took extra long to boot up
-the gas pump at Sam's Club did not print a receipt and I had to have attendant write one out
-stopped by a train in a depressed, desolate area of the city.
The train delay was long enough, causing us, 3 cars waiting, to turn off our engines.
In my side view mirror, I saw a bulking man approach me from his car which was behind mine. By his appearance, I was a bit unnerved as he had multiple tattoos on each of his arms which were larger than my legs in girth and strength. Before I could roll up my window as a precaution, he was in my face.
His words, "Hey man, may I close your gas cap door?"
Surprised and with relief I said, " Go ahead Dude, thanks Man."
A random act of kindness given at a stopped intersection in a desolate, downtrodden area of Detroit by a kind, big SOB. Whoever you are, thanks Dude.
good story.
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