Two Cold Soakers
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I do what I need to (a few stories)...
I used to stop alot more before I was married with children. Today, I drive past more folks than I care to admit.
Twenty years ago, I picked up a guy with a kid, who were standing on the ramp to an interstate. Drove them 100 miles, (only about 5 miles out of my way) dropped 'em off a few blocks from "the kid's mom's house". Friendly, but quiet. That was a wierd one.
Once I was walking around in the ditch looking for a turtle. A guy in a van stopped and he said he needed to use my jack. I said "For your van?" "No, my wife's car, it's up the road. I said "Mine is a little crank up one" (I drove an escort at the time). He said, "That's the one I need! Grab it and get in!". I said I'd follow him. I hopped in my car and sped away in the opposite direction. No Regets, I could be burried in his basement today had I tagged along on that one.
Another time, recently, 5 am, driving through a mid-sized town (pop 8,000) on my way to go fishing, a twenty year old guy, hops out in front of me, waving his arms. "Great, a drunk staggering home" I say to myself.
I stop and power down the window 2 inches. Guy sez "My old lady's in the hospital having a baby" I'm not sure about this, so I sez "Hop in the back" (bed of the truck, I'll give him a real shakeup and spill if he tries any funny business). I drive two miles out of my way and pull into the emergency drop off. He's lept out before I stop. I shout "Bye, Dad."
I only wish I gave the guy a $20 bill, in hind sight, to buy his old lady flowers.
Use your gut, be suspicious and imagine the worst.
You did the right thing
I used to stop alot more before I was married with children. Today, I drive past more folks than I care to admit.
Twenty years ago, I picked up a guy with a kid, who were standing on the ramp to an interstate. Drove them 100 miles, (only about 5 miles out of my way) dropped 'em off a few blocks from "the kid's mom's house". Friendly, but quiet. That was a wierd one.
Once I was walking around in the ditch looking for a turtle. A guy in a van stopped and he said he needed to use my jack. I said "For your van?" "No, my wife's car, it's up the road. I said "Mine is a little crank up one" (I drove an escort at the time). He said, "That's the one I need! Grab it and get in!". I said I'd follow him. I hopped in my car and sped away in the opposite direction. No Regets, I could be burried in his basement today had I tagged along on that one.
Another time, recently, 5 am, driving through a mid-sized town (pop 8,000) on my way to go fishing, a twenty year old guy, hops out in front of me, waving his arms. "Great, a drunk staggering home" I say to myself.
I stop and power down the window 2 inches. Guy sez "My old lady's in the hospital having a baby" I'm not sure about this, so I sez "Hop in the back" (bed of the truck, I'll give him a real shakeup and spill if he tries any funny business). I drive two miles out of my way and pull into the emergency drop off. He's lept out before I stop. I shout "Bye, Dad."
I only wish I gave the guy a $20 bill, in hind sight, to buy his old lady flowers.
Use your gut, be suspicious and imagine the worst.
You did the right thing