I've only told this story to a couple of people so I guess nobody really knows about it. Was making a pizza at my house one evening when I forgot and ingredient. Figured I'd make a quick run to the store to grab what I needed and then go home. I'm in the store looking for whatever it was that I forgot when over the PA system they ask if anyone has a jack.

I'm think "Hey I have one of those, I can help someone and get a little practice in with it!" Walk to the front and ask who needs a jack. The manager directs me to a man with some paint stained clothes. I walk up, stick out my hand and ask if needs a jack. No reply from the guy. Say it again and he moves his hands at me. Fuck. This guy is deaf.

I play a shitty game of charades to tell him I have a jack and we go out to his truck. As we're jacking the truck up off the ground it starts to rain. Awesome. Luckily after a 10 minute shower we have the truck up and the tire off. The tire is completely screwed without a shop as it was off the bead and needed a patch. I ask him if he has a spare (on paper) and he does not. SO I tell him I'll be right back and drive to an Autozone to see if anywhere is open right now. Nope everything is closed on Friday at 9pm. At this point I'm weighing my options because I don't think there is much more I can do at this point. I come back tell him the news and he tells me he has an air compressor at his house. So I drive him and his also deaf wife to their house with the flat tire in my truck bed. We try the compressor at his house and it's no go. By whatever stoke of luck I was pacing in his yard thinking of options ad looking at all his junk I spot a complete wheel. Sure enough the bolt pattern was the same as the one from his truck. I take him back, we put on the new wheel. I go home, forget the pizza and go to sleep.