I had always blown off the idea that breaking down or dealing with a broken down car could be in any way scary. I had always shrugged off my mom or my friends when they worried an ranted about how terrifying it would be to be alone and have that happen, especially because they are women. Which is what I would get the most annoyed about: women can call AAA just as easily right?
Well, turns out it is a scary experience. Driving down the highway and having your car stop dead in the middle of the night IS terrifying. Right when I talked myself through pulling over and calling who I need to call, a man pulls up behind me. At that moment, I realized WHY my friends and mother had been so concerned. I went to lock the doors and realized no power meant manual locks. I hurriedly jumped around the car interior locking the doors and jumped at the man’s knock. I thought I was in a friggin horror movie. The man leering in at me had brown teeth and the more grease stains on his shirt than I thought any piece of clothing could handle. He called me sweetheart and ask if he could tow or jump me with his beat up old truck. I hastily declined telling him I had help on the way, and after a super creepy minute, he finally left me alone.
Rescue was soon in coming, but I had had a lesson in humility that I am not soon to forget. You must recognize your strengths and faults, regardless of age, gender, or state of mind. You also must recognize and respect your vulnerabilities.