No question he had the wrong attitude and there is only one person to blame for his lack of getting the assistance that he needed.

I'm from NY and I would have walked, as well. Nobody likes an AH.

Good Sam rides again
 

Just got back from Lowe's®.

Stopped at a gas station to get a soda.
As I was walking out a 300TDT W124.193 struggled up to the gasoline pump and died.

The young couple (guessing 19-21 year old) had an 8 month old in the back seat.

(Daddy) Jumps out rushing to the pump.
(Good Sam) I asked if he was planning to put gasoline in his diesel vehicle.
(Daddy) Stressed out NO, looks at the pump, and franticly scanned the others for diesel.
(Good Sam) I explain the nearest diesel station is half mile away.
(Daddy) Crumples against the car moaning they are totally out of fuel.
(Good Sam) I point out the four new gallon jugs of engine oil in the rear of their car.
(Daddy) Stressed out answers that is engine oil.
(Good Sam) I quickly explain alternative emergency fuel options.
(Daddy) Shocked, is about to get it out to dump in the fuel tank.
(Good Sam) I stopped him; pointing to my 300SD. Offered him my NEW fresh filled five gallon diesel can.

(Mommy) Stressed out, climbs out of the car to find out what is going on/taking so long.
(Daddy) Relaxed now, explains quick.
(Mommy) Thanks me, and climbs in the back with baby.

(Good Sam) I got the fuel from my trunk.
(Daddy) Started pouring it in the tank.
(gas station owner) Comes out screaming, obnoxious, threatening.
(Good Sam) I distract him, try to explain the situation and he goes away cursing.
Moments later police arrive.
(Good Sam) I tell (Daddy) stop filling, put the can in his car FREE, and get the heck out of there NOW, while I distract the gas station owner - police.

(Good Sam) Walk into the gas station behind the officer, get a coffee.
(Good Sam) I notice the 300TDT driving away.

(gas station owner) Is ranting at the officer as I step up to pay for the coffee.

(Police Officer) Asks me what is going on???
(Good Sam) I explain my random act of kindness - gift.
(Police Officer) Stunned...
(gas station owner) Stunned...

(Police Officer) Looking at the (gas station owner) there is NO crime in that.
(gas station owner) I am terribly sorry, the coffee is free and have a good day.

Both shook my hand on the way out. :D

I have no idea who the young couple where. :)
I never told them my name. :)
The cost of the fuel + can did not hurt me. :)
It was absolutely worth the priceless joy of giving. :D

The Bonus reaction of gas station owner and Police Officer will give me random chuckles for months. :D

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You stopped for a soda and got coffee instead? That's what you get for not minding your own business :)

Sixto
87 300D

Chuckle
 

I was not clear. :)
I was walking out with a small 6 ounce fountain soda when they pulled in.
Drank it down in four gulps, trashed the cup.
The coffee was only an excuse to go back in - distract them. :D

Their expressions where totally priceless. :D:D ROFLMAO..

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A pat on the back for Roy!

What did the station owner think was going on, that made him go ballistic and call the cops?

Could have been any number of things:
Non-compliant fuel can
Impersonating a AAA rep
Failure to register as a 501(c)3 charity
And who knows how many DOT, EPA and OSHA regulations might have been violated.

Just be thankful that the government was there to keep everyone safe!!!

Ha! I had an Accord for a short while long ago. Its one of those cars I often forget to list when naming off my former cars. It had 235k on it. Manual, my first. Was heading out of town on a winter day and the car started to slow down. Mile by mile on the highway it got a little slower. Then I realized I had my foot full down while going up a slight grade and I was still slowing! I took the first exit with station. On a whim I put some oil in and everything was fine again! I was OUT of oil and the dang thing just kept on going. After that I checked the oil often. No clue where it was going. Coolant looked okay, never dripped and exhaust was clean. But when driving it must have been pouring out somewhere.

whunter, you sure have a lot of MBs in Detroit. That surprises me considering all the American steel there. Across the pond here I rarely see any older model. There is one 560 SEL in white (which I LOVE) and a 420 SEL. And a couple other little 190s running around. I think one diesel. I figured after getting one I would see them all the time. Nope.

My wife still cannot understand why I don't just let my 17 year old son drive 'the old car'. What can it hurt? She can't understand why I would let him drive the new benz but not the old one. :rolleyes:

I went looking for a car for him and found my primo 240D that is absolutely mint. Had to tell him, 'sorry, it's way too nice to let you drive it.' :eek:

So we got him a 96 Camry and the first week in the school parking lot it got keyed. He doesn't wash it for weeks, never vacuums it out, can't see thru the windows, and there is usually trash in it. All I get is the deer-in-the-headlights look.

Hmmm...somehow I think the old man must be onto something. You think???

:D

It's the 17 year old that is onto something.

Expletive, I should arrest you
 

I stopped at one of my local fuel stations (top of exit ramp I75 south and Nine mile rd).

Went in for Orange juice, walked out to horns, siren, and screaming curses.
It was a W123 300D, being (human) pushed up the ramp.
The cars behind (including police) apparently thought horns would speed the pushing. :confused:

I and a couple other fuel station customers ran out to help push.
The helpful officer pulled up behind, as we cleared lanes for through traffic, and followed into the fuel station.

Vehicle owner gets it in park, just in time to be confronted by the officer about obstructing traffic, etc, etc.

I am talking to the Vehicle owners son, getting diagnostic details.
They filled up slightly more than a mile north, suddenly lost power and died on the exit ramp.

Ignoring the LOUD argument / confrontation, I grabbed my tool bag, spare filters, and a gallon of 2-stroke oil.

The vehicle owners son opened the hood, I replaced the filters (filled secondary with 2-stroke oil) and dumped over a quart in the fuel tank.

The vehicle owners son started the car while I worked the throttle under the hood.

The officer abruptly is in my face for (theoretically) interfering with the police ?? :confused:

The engine is smoothing out, so I closed the hood. :)

The officer is obviously ticked off / venting, so I let him run down.

The vehicle owner steps up to ask what he owes for the repair ?

I traded his old filters for my collection, gave him the remainder of the gallon of 2-stroke oil, and gave him my technical lecture about bad quality diesel. :D

The W123 300D drove away :D happy, while I talked with the officer.

The officer asked (with a straight face) are you Santa Claus ? :)

I briefly explained my expertise and extreme love for these vehicles.

The officer freaked when I mentioned the forum and my ID, apparently he has been a lurker for years, using many of my DIY's.

The officer is coming by next week, for OM617 vacuum pump rebuild advice + drop off more nasty used fuel filters for my collection. :D

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Nice one Roy - one step at a time you'll make it a better place.

Great story!

What was the purpose of the two stroke oil?

Maybe you are and helping good strangers is what you do between Christmas's :D