You’ve stacked all the things that need to be done. People to pay, things to sell and collect. You’re in the car. You’re 5 minutes from your destination and you have a flat tire. It’s 2pm in the afternoon, you’re in the desert and it 45°C outside. Get out to fix the tire. You’ve got so much on your mind in your panic you forget to put the hand brake on. You get to work and the car rolls a little forward. Fuck.

Out of nowhere a good samaritan pulls over and just helps you to get this together as quickly as possible. There are good people in this world.