All is not lost

Yesterday at work, one of my bosses and I decided that we NEEDED Filbertos for lunch, and since he's been sick, I volunteered to go get it.  I turned onto the main road and went about 200 yards when I saw a guy in the far right lane pushing his truck.  Well, he was trying to push it, anyway, but he wasn't getting very far.  I thought "oh, I should help him", but there were cars behind me, so I had to drive through the light.  As soon as I could turn around though, I did, and headed back his direction.  He had only progressed about 5 feet at that point.

I turned into the nearest neighborhood and hopped out of my car.  Two burly guys were walking by me, heading the same direction.  I asked if they were going to help the guy, and they said yes.  Just then, another van stopped in the street and a man jumped out and ran over to help as well.   I didn't get to help, but my eyes *might* have gotten a little misty at the sight of 3 men all pitching in to help a stranger.  Sometimes people are cranky, and sometimes I become convinced that there aren't nice people in the world.  It really made my day knowing that people are willing to help others.  All is not lost.