A man who said he was about 50 feet behind me and saw me go into the snow got off the next exit and came back around to see if I was okay. At that point, I was physically fine, but still in shock. He offered for me to sit in his car while I waited for the police. He made small talk with me about work and weather and where I lived. At the time I was so nervous to be the chatter box I normally am with strangers. While we were standing in the snow talking, another man did the same thing -- saw it happen and turned around to see if everything was okay.

Then I think about the person who cut me off. How can you not realize that you pulled out in front of someone, especially after BigRed beeped like crazy, and then not notice that the car you cut off ended up off the road. I would hope, as a driver, you would be aware of the road enough to see what had happened. But maybe not.
The two men that stopped to see if I was okay showed so much compassion and kindness toward me, a complete stranger. They went out of their way to help a stranger. It makes me tear up just thinking about. Although what these two men did for me was a big act of kindness, even the simplest smile, hello, thank you, door hold, can do a lot for a person.
Get it girls.
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