I had promised my son Adin a hot dog.
On the way to our local I realized I had procrastinated long enough to get gas.
While considering which stop to make first, the incessant whining made the decision for me.
As we waited for our turn at the drive-thru window, the unthinkable happened...
The minivan ran out of gas.
I was stranded at the Wienerschnitzel drive-thru window, just across the street from the Mobil station.
I explained my situation to the anonymous person on the other side of the drive-thru mic and begged them to send someone out to help.
And then a Wienerschnitzel employee, Brian, ran out to help me.
We struggled to push the van out of the narrow lane, Brian pushing the back of the car, me the drivers door. I glanced at the kids in their car seats — my 18-month-old chuckled.
As we cleared a little hump in the parking lot, the van gained a little momentum. I yelled at him to keep pushing and help me get it across to the Mobil station.
The only problem was the van was moving too fast and was now headed for Sunset Crossing with my two babies in the back seat!
Brian yelled at me to jump in, but it was going too fast for me.
And just as the van was about to drive into traffic, without a driver, Brian ran past me, jumped into the moving van and maneuvered it safely across the intersection, stopping it squarely in front of the gas pump.
“I felt like Spiderman having to jump in that car like that” Brian said, almost breathless as he exited the car.
I looked in the backseat and the kids were as relaxed as could be. I had no words, except to say thank you, but before I could finish my sentence Brian said, “You be safe, I need to get back to work.” And he was off.
Dumbfounded and grateful, I knew I just had to get a hold of Brian again, to give him a proper thank you, and to learn a little more about him.
Here's what I found out:
How old are you?
Nineteen… twenty. I’ll be 20 in August.
How long have you worked at Wienerschnitzel?
Almost six months, since February.
Do you enjoy helping others?
I do! It makes me feel good.
What were you thinking as you pushed that van across the street?
I got to get back to work – they're gonna get mad at me.
What are your plans for the future?
Want to get my pilot's license. There’s no financial aid like for regular school, so I have to save up for it.
It was a pleasure to meet Brian, as we said our goodbye’s he asked me “got gas in your car now?”
“No, running on fumes – again,” I said laughing, but I wasn’t kidding.
“You drive safe now” was the last thing he said to me. And just in case you were wondering, yes, he already has a girlfriend...