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We often hear stories from our customers on how they’ve gone through some crazy situations whenever their vehicle breaks down. We get so many from past clients that we have decided to select a “Stuck On The Side Of The Road Story” winner! We’ve heard countless stories and have decided to pick Arnold Jackson’s heartwarming story for this month! Sit back, relax, and grab a tissue box (You will need it) as he explains this interesting story.


“This past year there’s been 3 separate occasions where I ran into car troubles. Each even more troublesome than the previous one. A blowout on a freeway, a bunch of blown fuses, and an ‘out of gas’ situation. And what makes these even worse is that I wasn’t driving my own car in any of them. That means I wasn’t sure if the vehicle had the necessary tools in the trunk for this emergency! 


Anyway, every single time I was stranded on the side of the road alone not one person bothered to lend a hand. I was absolutely DISGUSTED with how people didn’t even bother looking at me while I waved my hands in the air signaling for some help! I spent hours on the side of the freeway waiting, watching roadside assistance vehicles blow past me, for AAA to show. I tried asking for a can of gas at 4 different gas stations but they wouldn’t loan them out “for my safety” but I could buy a really cheap one for $25. Really? Just my luck.


But you know who came to my rescue every single time? Immigrants. Mexican Immigrants. Neither one of them knew a word in English but that didn’t matter. But there was one guy that really had a profound affect on me.


I was stranded roadside with a blown-out tire. And this man decided to stop to help me out all while having his family of 6 inside his car. I had been stuck on that road for more than 3 hours. There I was with a big Nissan Exterra, a flat front tire, with a spare but no jack. I had spelled out “NEED A JACK” on the rear window and even was willing to offer money for it.


And just as I was about to give up and start hiking bach home, a van pulls up in front of my car and this gentleman jumps out. He immediately sizes up the situation and calls out his son. The kid listens to what his dad has to say in Spanish and translates it over to me. He tells me his dad has a jack but it’s too small for my vehicle so we’ll have to brace it. He brings out a saw from his van and goes over to a tree and saws off a log! We then roll it over to my vehicle, put his jack on top and we’re off to the next step: start taking the wheel off.


Then, just when things start looking up, the worst thing happens. I start taking the wheel off and, out of nowhere, I break his tire iron off. It was one of those collapsible ones and I wasn’t being careful enough and it snapped in half.


But no worries! This man goes over to his van, hands it over to his wife, and she then takes off in the van! She comes back with a new tire iron and we’re back in business! We finish the job a few minutes later and now I’m ready to get back on the road! 


The wife then so graciously hands us a jug of water to wash our hands. My immediate reaction was to hand the man $20, but he wouldn’t take it. I try to explain to him that it’s the least I can do for all the help he did but he just wouldn’t accept. I then sneakily hand it over to his wife. I asked the kid where they lived thinking I could gift them a gift for being amazing to me. 


Turns out they are from Mexico. They are only here so mommy and daddy can pick peaches for the next few weeks. 


The child then asks if I’ve had lunch yet and when I said “no” the mother hands me a tamale from their cooler.


 And wow! The best tamale I have ever had!


So, to clarify, a family that is undoubtedly poorer than you, me and just about everyone else that passed me up on that road, who is here working on a seasonal basis where time is money, took 2 hours out of their day to help some random person who’ve they’ve never met before when tow trucks were passing me up left and right. Absolutely amazing.


But the story isn’t done yet. I thanked them again and walked back to my car to enjoy the rest of this delicious tamale. And guess what I find next? My $20 bill!


I run back to the van so I can hand them the $20 then the man rolls down the window. He notices I am attempting to give him the money and begins to shake his head no and won’t take it. I kept on begging him to take it but he just wouldn’t budge. He then smiles at me with a concentrated look and says in English:

“Help Other, Like I Help You”


He then rolls up his window and drives off, his son waving goodbye with a big smile in the back seat. I sat in my car crying eating the best tamale I have ever ate. It’s been a hectic year for me and nothing could prepare me for what I just went through.


In the next couple of months, I made sure to help out anyone I saw stranded on the side of the road. And each time that person tries to pay me I say next time  “Help others like I just helped you”.

Written by Eric's Car Care