The car battery was completely dead. Not a click or a glimmer of lights on the dashboard. Twenty degrees outside. No jumper cables in the trunk. No cell phone service. I walked across the parking lot to the road, where there was some traffic. Then I was stuck -- how to flag down a stranger in a moving car for a jump? I didn't have $60 to pay a tow truck driver and there wasn't anyone around who looked like they could help too much.
I went over to the parking lot of the McDonald's, figured there'd be somebody who could help out. Big, burly guy in tattoos comes marching towards his car, carrying a dinky white bag.
-- Sorry, I need a jump.
-- You got cables?
-- Where's your car?
I pointed. -- Over there.
He got into his van, big black van with tinted windows, and I walked back to the car, waited in the cold for the day to get started.