So today I was buying a dining room set at a furniture store. I had brought my Suburban with the back seats removed, and I was confident enough that I would be able to fit all the boxes in the back.
Nope, the table comes in a box that is maybe 2" wider than the rear hatch... Fuck...
I was telling the store guy to take the boxes back inside while I went home to fetch my trailer (no big deal, really - 2 miles away), and an older gentlemen (late 60's-early 70's) walks up and offers to load the table into the back of his pickup and follow me with it. In hindsight I should have probably declined, and just went and grabbed the trailer, but after 4 hours of furniture shopping, his offer sounded great, and he was obviously an upstanding citizen.
The store employee and I loaded it into his truck, and he followed me to the house.
He and I unloaded it, and I offered him $10 for the help, and he declined insistently - saying it was "His good deed for the day"
I wished him a Happy Thanksgiving, he did the same to me, and he was on his way.
Very unexpected, and brightened my day a bit.