I was driving home from work yesterday when the car ran out of gas. It fooled me. It looked like it had enough gas to get to the cheaper gas station, but it didn't. So there I was, in the middle of NW 23rd street with no gas. Luckily I was only about 100 feet from a gas station. I pushed the car myself the rest of the way up the road. Luckily it was flat and not uphill.

I thought I was going to have to wait forever to cross oncoming traffic. It was almost rush hour after all. Luckily a couple of guys in what looked like a city work truck stopped to help. One of them stopped traffic while the other pushed the car from behind. I barely had a chance to thank them before they ran off. If they'd stuck around, I probably would have bought them a drink or something.

I'm thinking that my "Good Deed a Day" [1] program has built me up enough credit to get one when I need it.

[1] - I don't actually get in one a day. It ends up being a couple times a month, but I often use the expression, "I've already done my good deed for the day."