Recently, a dark morning when I was on the had stopped going to work my car in the parking lot, a man came up to me stomped. If I had a tow rope, he asked. To illustrate, he pointed to his van in the ditch hanging. Unfortunately I had to
deny, and that was really embarrassing to me then. I did everything possible in my car: a cuddly toy from the past, which is good as a pillow, a blanket, three ice scraper, two brushes (one small and one large), an oversized flashlight kilo heavy user of the automaker, books and magazines, basically a bottle of water (currently frozen), and - most importantly - an extra helping of chocolate (currently iced) for emergencies of all kinds also have glucose to fatigue, change of clothes and a Taschentücherbox.
All useful things also. Just not a tow rope. I want the van with my in women is currently very popular small car anyway could have pulled out of the ditch, but saw the driver also. But that was little consolation.
Before I could offer him a piece of chocolate, had stopped the man has a taxi. Whose driver had a tow rope, but unfortunately no time. When the unfortunate truck driver could be freed from his predicament, I have not followed.
They say the fate of people depends often by the slimmest of chamfers. It can also be tow ropes.
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