My, how times have changed

[Nachodaddy]

Wow! That is the definition of clueless.

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The mention of stopping to help change a tire reminds me of something that happened to me long, long ago. I was in the Air Force, assigned to the Hospital at Vandenberg, AFB, near Lompoc, California. Leaving the base one afternoon, I saw a car with three people I knew from the hospital, two ladies and a young man, paralyzed from the waist down, in a wheel chair. They were obviously dealing with a very flat tire. When I walked up asking if I could help, the young man said no, he had already changed the tire for the two very capable ladies, who did not know how to change it. From a wheelchair, using only the upper half of his body, he had loosened the lug nuts, jacked up the car, brought the spare from the trunk, removed the flat tire, set the spare in place and was finishing tightening the lug nuts when I arrived. All while the ladies stood by and watched. He told me he had it under control and thanked me for stopping. As a fair young lady told me once upon a time, long, long ago, "It's not what you have, it's how you use it." The first thing I always do when I get a new car is have my wife help me put the spare tire on. You never know. I am always puzzled by the lack of curiosity shown by folks who look at a light on the dashboard and don't want to know what it is and why it might be important to find out.