Source: Reddit
I was 17, you were an a**hole, and you couldn’t help but state the obvious when you came up.
“Got a flat tire,” it wasn’t a question.
“Betch don’t know how to change it,” again, not a question.
“I bet you don’t even know where your spare tire is.”
All your non-questions where met with “no sirs,” to which you berated my father for ever letting his daughter on the road without know how to change her own tire.
I thought you were the biggest jerk as you made me do all the hard work after a 7 hour shift at 11 o’clock at night. But I remembered every step of the process like it was yesterday.
It’s been 10 years since I’ve changed a tire, but today, because of you Mr. MeanTruckDriver, I changed my own tire.
Thank you for caring enough to teach a stranger a helpful lesson I’ll never forget. I wish I had thanked you more then, so let me thank you again now.
