Well, it happened and the world did not end when I had car trouble while out dressed during a shopping trip.
I had dressed and thought, "I look pretty darn good" until as I walked past two guys on my way back to my car and over heard one say loud enough for me to hear, "I never saw a chick with an Adam's Apple before." Well, I just kept walking and actually shook my booty just a bit more then normal walking to my car.
Anyway. I walked another 30 feet to my car, closed the door and went to start, "Oh Darn!. it won't start!" I tried and tried and it was not going to start. My mind began to race a bit about what to do. I was on a very busy High Street on the Short North of Columbus, 40 miles from home, with a car that would not start and gaging from the conversation I had just heard before entering the car, I WAS NOT PASSABLE!
Well, girls, thinks do seem to work out. Two minutes later a young guy, tapes on the window glass and asked me, "Are you out of Gas? OMG. talk about feeling like the Damsiele in Distress, I replied "NO, Not sure what is wrong?"
Anyway, the guy introduced himself as a mechanic who hates to see anyone in trouble and offered to help me. He was very professional, checked the fuel pump, the engine, and some of the electronics. He determined it was an electrical issue that was causing the issue and to allow it to cool down that it should start in a bit. We talked a little about the car, and he stayed with me for 15 minutes or so to make sure it started.
He was a prince of a fellow and I gave him a few bucks for his time and advice. He really made me feel good about people. Thank you Floyd for your time.