Seattle Times readers rave about help received after hearing "your car is on fire!"; rant about hidden house numbers and the other cleavage.
Rave My husband and I were driving in our classic convertible and didn’t know it had ignited under the engine with flames streaming out. People driving by yelled “your car is on fire!” We pulled over and before we could get out of the car, two quick-thinking guys came with fire extinguishers and put out the flames. They didn’t let us reimburse them; we didn’t even get their names. What are the odds that two separate cars and drivers would have extinguishers and be there ready for action? We could have become toasty marshmallows had passing motorists not been vocal.
Rant For all the folks who have no address numbers posted on your home or posted so they’re not visible, making it so hard for delivery drivers to find you. Please post your house number where we can see it from the street.
Rave To the checker at Trader Joe’s who asked me how my day was going and when I replied that I just found out I need chemo, she came around the check stand and gave me a huge, very sincere hug, a bright spot in an otherwise depressing day.
Rant Summer is here, concerts in the parks have started, and people are shedding their rear-covering coats. Breast cleavage is much more charming than butt-crack cleavage!
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Rave To the nice people who were understanding and polite when our 3-year-old daughter dropped her full protein shake on the floor and splattered their clothes, and to employees who gave us a free replacement when we went back to purchase another.
Rant To whoever came in the middle of the night to hack away at the beautiful calla lilies in our yard — they had better have been for your dying grandmother!
Rave Although it’s been years since we purchased our mattress from a local business, they recently sent two young men to turn it for us, since we’re unable to. We apologized for calling them and told them “We don’t have any family.” One of them replied, “We are family.” What great service.
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