These are random acts of kindness that have nothing to do with truly dangerous situations:
SO and I got out of our car at a sandwich shop and noticed a hissing sound. This very young guy stopped. It was our tire, and he could hear it because his window was down. He offered to take us over to the store, buy a plug kit, plug it for us and everything. In the end, we told him we wouldn’t feel right about that, so he called a buddy of his at a garage and sent us over there. It was right across the street, so no big deal to drive on the flat. I was impressed by his kindness because there was truly nothing in it for him, and I don’t think most guys his age would have done that.
When I was 18, I drove my car into a telephone pole. It was late, but there was a business next to it. This man came running out. He got me to calm down, got me a bottle of water, and called the paramedics. I was totally fine other than being banged up, but I had a ton of blood from a small cut on my head (isn’t that always the case?), and I think he was worried that I had a serious head injury.
As a teenager, I got into a terrible screaming match with my mom in the mall parking lot. I decided to walk home. Unknown to me, a lady and her kids saw the whole thing. She followed me down the road a bit and flagged me down. She gave me a ride and told me about her own memories of fights with her mom.
I have some social anxiety issues. I was grocery shopping the other day, and I think I looked flustered because I was feeling pretty anxious. A teenage boy said, “Excuse me, ma’am, but you have beautiful hair.” That comment made me feel good for the rest of the day.
I was checking out at the store not too long ago, and the cashier told me she loved my shirt, that it was definitely my color, and it went beautifully with my skin. Guess what my favorite shirt is?
I lost my debit card last year. I got a phone call from a cop. He picked it up and drove it over to my house. I was amazed.