On my way out of town today, I got a flat just after turning on to Jay rd. After 1 minute or so of separating the tire from the rim, a high schooler stopped on his walk home just to make sure I was O.K.. "I've got tools and a pump at my house if you need it." I had everything I needed, so I thanked him and he went on his way.
As I'm pumping up the new tube, a cyclist cruises by and earnestly asks If I need help. Once again, I thanked him. After I finished pumping, I pull the pump off and the valve snaps. PSSSSSSSSS... Things just went from dandy to crappy. I now have two useless tubes, no phone, and I'm about to start walking. 30 seconds pass before an older man commuting home from work passes by. He offers his help, and I shyly tell him I need a road tube, but by the looks of his bike he probably wouldn't have the right size. "No problem, my house is right around the corner and I've got plenty." A few minutes later he returns with a tube, and I ask what I can do to repay him. "Just stop by my work (boulder beer) and try some of our beers." You don't have to ask me twice!!