At like 10:30 p.m. Monday I was all ready to get into my PJs and start settling down when my boyfriend pops into the room and says "Lets go get ice cream!"
Since I'm trying to watch what I eat I immediately say no. Of course he proceeds to grab onto me and starts begging and using the cute baby voice and at which point I give in. But not without a lecture on what a bad influence he is and when I get fat I don't want to hear any complaining.
Once we get to the first ice cream place it is closed because who wants ice cream at 11 p.m. on a Monday, right? We then drive 10 minutes further to find an open place where I order a small soft serve twist trying to be conservative and my boyfriend orders a large turtle sundae.
Once I finish waiting for him to finish, of course taking a few bites of hot fudge myself, we head home.
By the time we are on our way it is about 11:30 p.m. As I am yapping his ear off about my day we stop at a light and he notices this little old lady who is having car trouble in a not so safe neighborhood in Joliet and definitely not at a good hour.
Come to find out there was a problem with her starter and my mechanic boyfriend would have no trouble fixing it, except we drove my car and I have not one tool or even a flash light in my car. If she had needed emergency hand lotion or lipstick, we would have been set.
So by cell phone lights and with the use of a metal thingamabob from my trunk (which came with the car I might add) he jumped her starter.
We then had her follow us to our home so he could fix another thing or two and then we followed her home to make sure she was safe and sound.
The little old lady was so thankful she shoved money into his shirt pocket, which we of course threw back onto her passenger seat when she wasn't looking. The good feeling after doing a selfless deed is enough.
Since Monday all I've really wanted to do is buy her a cell phone and lecture her three sons that she went on and on about full of pride, on why they don't buy there mother a cell phone or as my boyfriend pointed out, a better car.
But that is beside the point.
What is the point? I will never argue with my boyfriend again about getting late night ice cream. Not that he would let me even if I wanted to because he will undoubtedly remind me how every time I say no to ice cream that a little old lady will be stuck out on the street all night and who knows what could happen to her.
Mallory Medved is an assistant managing editor of weekly publications for
the Sun-Times News Group. She helps cover the Lincoln-Way area and towns
southwest of Joliet. Being naturally nosy has led her to a career in
journalism and fulfilled her dream of getting paid to read. Being a new
homeowner and a future bride, she's also perpetually broke, but enjoys
hearing about other people in the same situation. She lives in Plainfield
but is a native of New Lenox.
Christina Chapman is a Will County resident who desperately wants to live in Grundy County. But since she lost that battle with her boyfriend when they bought a house, she makes due covering Grundy County news for The Herald News in Joliet. When not covering municipal meetings, school events and finding the truth behind the latest coffee talk, she is trying to balance life as a young home owner who is fighting the stereotype that she is living in sin because she is not yet married. She hopes to share with you her perspective on life and the news in hopes that you’ll share yours.
Great story..........Nice to know there are still kind people out there who would stop to help a little old lady. This story made my heart smile
I love that story! You and the boyfriend are great citizens! (Tell him I said Hi!) It's very few and far between that you'd see someone pull over to help someone on the side of the road. Especially in a not so nice area...
That is a great story! I'm not just saying it because you're my cousin!