Good Samaritan (?)

Funny thing happened last night. My boyfriend and I came from an early dinner at Dampa Macapagal. We were headed home and was cruising along Buendia when I heard a weird clanking sound. We were having problems with the car's a/c but that definitely didn't sound like it was coming from there. Ok, so I'm not a car expert if that's what you're thinking but I know what I heard and it was really more of a metal on gravel rubbing together kind of sound. Fortunately there was a nearby gas station (Petron) so we went there to check what was wrong. Automatically, I suspected it was a flat tire. True enough, it was a flat on the left front wheel. It was then that I knew it would be one of those nights.

We were assisted by the gas boy to take out the flat tire and put in the spare. It was when the spare was in place and he was lowering the car when we all realized that even the spare was flat too. Sheesh! All those hard work for nothing. Good thing the gas boy said that there's a nearby vulcanizing shop where we could bring the tires to have it checked out. The easiest way to go there was to ride the pedicab. So Aris went to get one while I stayed behind with the car. As the gas boy was taking out the flat spare tire, a guy who stopped over to use the gas station's restroom offered to help. This is what he said: "Miss, kelangan mo ng tulong (while carrying his toolbox or whatever that was)?" I was so tempted to tell him: "Sure, kaya mo bang hipan yung dalawang gulong? Flat kasi pareho eh." Instead, I told him: "Ay ok lang, wala ka ding magagawa kasi flat pati yung spare." Call me b*tchy but I was a bit annoyed at the man. He made me feel like a helpless dumb girl who doesn't know how to change a flat. Well, I do know how to do it. Plus, didn't he see the gas boy helping me out and the jack and other stuff were there. It was obvious that he was hitting on me. Not to blow my own horn here but I did notice him staring at me while he was on his way to the restroom. Ugh! So instead of me feeling grateful for his offer, I was annoyed. And to prove that I was right, when Aris came back with the pedicab, he "hurriedly" went to his car and drove off. Tsk tsk tsk...

Moral of the story: If you want to help someone, do it because you want to not because you have something else in mind.