Help me! I'm stuck and I can't get out! - Snow Edition

It snowed pretty bad in Jersey (and pretty much everywhere in the central-north east) this past week. Through all my hardships involving the snow and ice, I've decided that I really hate snow. But the snow situation wasn't a complete loss for me. For some reason, I found myself wanting to help people like I've never wanted to help before.

On Friday night, I helped dig my friend's Toyota Camry out of a snow-mount created by his neighbor's snowblower. He needed to drive it the next day so our group of friends hanging out decided we would help. Not only did we successfully liberate the Camry, bt we also made a snow tunnel through the leftover mount. The next day I bumped into a different friend in business casual attire standing in a parking lot at school. He was heading to part-time job, but his car was stuck in the snow. I had some time before I had to be somewhere, so I helped dig his car out with him. But those were friends and of course I'm going to help a friend out if they need it. At this point I realized that it feels good to help people, especially when they really need it and they don't ask. But I asked myself "why just friends?" So for the rest of the day I found myself pushing and digging along with strangers to get their cars out of unforgiving mixtures of snow and ice. It felt accomplished every time I felt their tires gaining traction on softer snow or asphalt and let me say...it was addicting. It was like a win-win-win situation for all you Office fans. Every time I saw someone digging in the parking lot or struggling to get their car out I would ask if they needed help. I was in such a helping mood that I even pulled over behind a broken down Honda Accord on the highway to ask if they needed help. They didn't, but it was the first time I've pulled over to see if a stranded driver needed assistance.

On a side note...I'm pretty sure this isn't true anymore, but when I took driver's ed in high school, the driving manual actually said you're suppose to pullover and asked if drivers of broken down cars on the side of the street needed help. It use to be a rule, but obviously people rarely abide to it.

After all that I've still come to the consensus that snow sucks, but yes, I did find some joy in it. It just shows that good things can come out of not so great situations and that lending a helping hand once in a while can really cheer up everyone's day.