Strangers’ Small Acts That Changed Lives Forever: Stories That Will Restore Your Faith in Humanity
It was incredibly wholesome. I hope they’re doing well these days and their onions are flourishing!
I posted in r/Assistance because my mom got scammed for $32 which counts for a lot in a household of six. My siblings and I couldn’t help her out since we’ve had a bad year, our emergency funds were drained and our paychecks come once a month. My mom felt incredibly dumb and was also crying because this came at such a bad time.
Most people didn’t believe my story. However, one kind user went out of his way to help me. As I live in Hungary, most apps besides PayPal don’t work here. He didn’t have PayPal but created one just for me. And then, he sent me the money… TWICE.
I figured it must have been by mistake and asked him if I should send half of it back. He said I could keep it because I earned it.
My mom and I were both crying in joy. I’ll never forget him.
I once demonstrated how the hand controls on my minivan worked for a group of Buddhist monks. I was in the airport parking garage when about a dozen of them watched me get into the driver’s seat and load my wheelchair in. One monk approached and politely asked how I drove. I showed how the controls were connected to the pedals and how to push down to accelerate, in for brake. They murmured and nodded as I revved the engine, then thanked me and wished me a good day. Their smiles were very kind and genuine, it was a nice experience and a good memory.
First time in US and while in cold weather I was out and about looking for jobs. I was not prepared for this type of weather. As I was waiting at the bus stop, a dude that one could say might be a gang banger stood right next to me. By then I was already just expecting the worse to happen. He asked if I was cold and of course in a joking manner I said yes. He took off his jacket and gave it to me and just said “here you go, give it back to me later”.
Fifteen years had past and I wish I could have returned the jacket and with a better career now I could give some more. There’s just no way for me to find the dude anymore.
As a child I got to enjoy a plane ride on my birthday, the plane must of been full of just the nicest people as the flight attendants bought out a special drink/treat for me, an Irish dude gave me his flute as a gift, (I still have it all these years later) and I got to see the cockpit. It is by far the nicest thing strangers have ever done and it’s the coolest birthday memory ever.
I was in Europe for a series of meetings and lost my wallet. I had prepaid for my hotels and transportation but I was very low on funds. I had enough money so that with the free meals I’d get at the meetings and breakfasts that are included I could get by. When I checked into my Hotel in Cologne the person at the desk asked me if I wanted to upgrade to the VIP floor that had free hors d’oeuvres and drinks in the evening. I said I would love to but I had lost my wallet and couldn’t pay for it since I didn’t have a credit card. He didn’t say anything to me but when I went to my room he had comped me onto the VIP floor. I went back later to thank him but I didn’t bump into him again. He earned some major positive karma that night.
Driving to a funeral in an unfamiliar state and my car starting making a weird knocking sound and black smoke came from under the hood on the highway.
I was able to pull off onto an exit ramp before it completely died and put my hazard lights on. There wasn’t much room to either side but I pulled as far to the right as I could go so people could squeeze by.
My wife got into the driver’s seat and I started pushing the car to get it off the ramp and onto the main street where there would be room to be fully out of the flow of traffic. The ramp was going slightly uphill through and it was slow going.
A car pulled up behind us and a sixty-ish man got out and came up to help. Then another car pulled behind his and a younger teenage guy came and helped. We quickly got the car off the ramp and onto the side of the road.
I shook their hands and they went back to their cars and took off.
On a really s****y day, heading to a funeral, hours of driving, my car up and dying on me several states from home, those guys showing me some kindness is something I’ll always remember.
The car was shot by the way. Needed a new engine. Literally a month after the warranty ended. Bad times.
Luckily my Father In Law was going to the same funereal and was able to come to our rescue.
I told my son Lucky Charms was Saturday cereal and an older lady walking by laughed and said they used to call it that too.
We talked about what cereals were acceptable for M-F and which ones were weekend special cereals.












