(for my followers outside the U.S triple-A is an auto insurance company that provides roadside assistance)
One morning when I woke up and looked out the window I found we had some new neighbors come in during the night. After awhile they had popped the hood, bonnet for you UKers. Problem.
Two young women. The one in white is the Jeep owner.
Myself along with another woman camped nearby got involved. That is in itself a whole other story where the girl eventually didn’t even want to try to help herself saying “That’s okay, I called triple-A.” Fine. We left them to their problems.
Later a tow truck from Dalhart thirty plus miles away finally arrived.
This is Goober, the tow truck operator. He is what this post is about.
First thing he does after getting out from the truck is grab a two-gallon can of gas and empties the can into the Jeep. He never asks the girls what is the problem, try starting it or check the battery to see if it is dead. Nope. Two gallons of gas should do it. Then he gets a portable battery pack out and sets it by the battery. He still has NOT checked the battery to see if it has any juice. The woman who helped learned from the girls that the headlights come on. I had checked the battery and it read 12 volts. Goober connects the battery pack has her try to start the car. Nothing. At this point it seems he has exhausted all of his knowledge and calls in to headquarters for help. “Aw...I got a Jeep Wrangler here and...” Someone there tells him what to do. Goober crawls underneath where the starter is. After a bit of lying in the dirt he calls out to the girl to try and start the motor. It turns over. Another try and it starts. Happiness all around. He explains to the girl there is a loose wire at the starter and shows her in case it happens again.
He leaves and the girls are all smiles preparing to leave.
I can’t stand it any longer. I go out there before they pull away. Jeep girl sees me coming and steps out.
“It was just a loose wire on the starter” she informs me.
“Yeah, I heard. I just can’t believe he didn’t fix it for you.”
“Oh that’s okay. I’ll get it fixed in town.”
“He said the connection at the battery was loose too. At least let me tighten that for you. You don’t want to be dealing with that too in case it doesn’t start again.”
“Is it safe to do so while its running? I don’t want to turn it off.”
“It’ll be fine.”
The other girl asks “Will it take long?”
While I am checking the battery connection Jeep girl’s phone rings. “Oh that’s okay, someone here is doing it for me.”
I ask “Was that the tow truck guy? He gets on down the road and thinks to himself Gawrsh, maybe I should have tighten those wires up for her.”
She says it was him thinking that.
I just muttered “Unbelievable”.
I did ask if she felt comfortable with what he showed her to do with the starter underneath as I really didn’t want to crawl around in the dirt since they both believed there will always be someone out there, somewhere, somehow, to help those who are unwilling to help themselves.
She said she did and I sent them on their way shaking my head as I walked back to the RV.