This story is a year old but oh, it is a goody! This is a true story. I am not sure if the humor will come through but that is okay, my family and I still laugh about it.
We will call it the story of “The Wet Rat’ It all began last summer one the first day of vacationing in Cape Cod. I dropped the family at the rental and then headed to the store to get some groceries. I could see that there was a doozy of a Thunderstorm rolling in and knew by the time I came out of the store that I would be walking in the rain.
Sure enough, that storm unleashed it’s furry and the store shook a few times and mother nature reminded all of us who was boss. As I was walking out of the store, there were a number of folk gathered under a covered area staring at the rain waiting for their rides to rescue them. It was coming down so fast it was just a sheet of wetness.
I ran to my car and threw the grocery bags into the car, jumped in and sat there with water running down my glasses and hair. I was completely soaked. I wiped of my glasses and turned back to the store to see a frail old woman standing there with her full cart. I put the car into reverse and then forward and then park and off.
I could not drive away leaving this woman standing there as everyone else had. I was already wet so I jogged back to the store. I asked her if i could put her groceries in her car. She said yes and began the hunt for her keys. She was getting flustered as she could not see them in her purse. I dug them out for her and asked her to identify her car. She said it was white. Note: there were a sea of white cars in the parking lot. I asked the make and model but she did not know. I knew from the appearance of her key that the car was from the 80’s.
I went to go try the key in any white car, load her car up and drive it too her when she yelled ‘Young lady, get back here!”. “I am going with you and then you can get me in my car”. I could not figure out how that made any sense. Luckily, she had a small umbrella in her purse so I held it over her and we slowly sauntered up and down three rows of cars, in a thunderstorm. I was wondering why I stopped to help but knew it was the right thing to do. ‘
We found her car, I loaded the groceries and then she wanted help getting into her car. While getting her into her car, a few drops (naturally) of rain got onto her seat. She yelled at me again. I smiled at her and noted to myself: ‘don’t be so cranky when older’
I came home and walked into the house beyond wet. I think I was wet to my bones. My husband said ‘What the heck?’ and wandered off to grab some towels. I don’t think anything I do surprises him anymore. After drying off I told the kids all about my adventure and taught them a lesson about helping. Even if you will end up a wet rat.
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Disclosure: This post is part of a Travelingmom campaign and a sponsored post. It is also a reminder about being kind.