Saturday, January 9, 2010

In the Land of 'Not My Problem'

A stuck truck in snow. Jason decided to help the driver and other two pushers. He put his bare hands against the frozen metal tailgate. Heave, ho! The wheels turned, but only threw snow up into Jason’s slacks. Truck wouldn’t move. Another man came by, got in the bed to put weight on the slipping tire. Still wouldn’t go. The driver hopped out to pack the snow under the tires in an attempt for something to grip. Jason put gloves over his cold burning hands. One man walked off, saying, “I tried.” Four helpers became three as the driver jumped back in and they all gave it another go. More snow covered the three men. A passer lugging boxes stopped, gave his help, then two pieces of cardboard. One went under each rear tire. Cars gathered, one wanting to turn out of a parking lot, two behind the truck wanting to go straight. Three men rocked the truck back and forth for momentum and pushed. Heave, ho! Heave, ho! Truck started to catch. Meanwhile, the second car in line tossed advice forward in the form of beep! The three men pushed, slipped, caught their feet, pushed. Heave, ho! The truck skidded forward, out of the thick snow. “Kamsa hamnida!” flew out the window as the driver slipped away. Woulda been foolish to stop to say thank you. Jason threw his bag over his shoulder and finished the frozen walk home. The cars went on their way. There was no applause.

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