The Official "Nicest Thing that Anyone Has Ever Done For You" Thread

[Divinus Arma]

Let's go in a positive direction with this good concept inspired by Ice. :2thumbsup: Cause it's all about our experiences that shape our lives, right?

What is the nicest or most amazing thing anyone has ever done for you? Was it generous? Was it a personal sacrifice on their part? Was it a stranger acting altruistically on your behalf?

Who was your "Good Samaritan"?

[Crazed Rabbit]

I was watching R&H's South Pacific, and after about an hour and a half, an intermission came up. And I said, "There's a second half to this thing?! Kill me now." And someone knocked me out for the remainder of the film.

Crazed Rabbit

P.S. Sorry for not being serious.

[Byzantine Prince]

I have found that the best things people have done for me is tell me certain things that I find incisive or motivative. Of course I do not intend to share them because they will look cheap.

[Reverend Joe]

The hippies at my college. When I decided to smoke pot, there was no pressure from them; when I freaked out (I was really high, but I didn't know it- I thought I was going into anaphylactic shock! :laugh4:) they didn't just leave me lying there; one of them even helped me to my room and helped me relax. This was the best crowd one could possibly be around. :2thumbsup:

[Divinus Arma]

Right now, I would say that my wife is doing the nicest thing ever for me for a whole 9 months. I know, carrying my kid shouldn't count, but I sure am grateful for it. ~D And boy is she suffering. Emecis and all. :no:

As for one individual event that sticks out in my mind... hmmm. That's kind of tough. I haven't been the recipeint of much goodwill over the course of my life. I guess I would have to say this: Before I joined the military, I got thrown out of an apartment for throwing a loud party. I was pretty screwed and on very bad terms with the parents. My grandmother took me in for a couple months. No judgment, no scolding, just total generousity. That really meant alot to me. Now I get to return the favor. She recently had to be put into a home because she is unable to care for herself and she only has Social Security. That means she would have been in a dump. So I contacted my family members (who I happen to not get along with) and convinced everybody to chip in a little to get her into a nicer place. All told, we throw in an extra $1,250 a month so she can be "cozy", as she calls it. But this isn't supposed to be a "look at me I'm a nice guy thread". I just wanted to share my actions because it shows how important her actions were to me.

That's actually about it. I can't really think of anything else that someone has done for me that was altruistic or non-motivated. Xmas certainly doesn't count.

[Moros]

The hippies at my college. When I decided to smoke pot, there was no pressure from them; when I freaked out (I was really high, but I didn't know it- I thought I was going into anaphylactic shock! :laugh4:) they didn't just leave me lying there; one of them even helped me to my room and helped me relax. This was the best crowd one could possibly be around. :2thumbsup:
yeah, you never forget the first time.:laugh4:

the nicest thing anyone said to me: you're not that ugly. :shame: :sweatdrop:

[Strike For The South]

giving birrth to me

[Alexanderofmacedon]

^^^ Giving birth to him ^^^

[GoreBag]

yeah, you never forget the first time.:laugh4:

I already have.

I'll be back with an answer after some time for reflection.

[Kralizec]

A couple of guys saved me and probably my family too from drowning to death when I was a child.

[Kaiser of Arabia]

Suc....er...not gonna say it ~D

All jokes aside... hrm... Can't think of anything that stands out especial.

[Strike For The South]

Suc....er...not gonna say it ~D


YOU SAID YOU WOULD NEVER TELL ANYONE:crying:

[master of the puppets]

HA HA

i don't know i guess when a couple of girls taught me to dance, dancing is a lot more influential to women than i ever believed, even the dark hating the world kind of girls i love, just loosen up and love it when you can lead em on the dance floor:2thumbsup: . anyway i can't really recollect anything else.

[Moros]

I already have.

I'll be back with an answer after some time for reflection.
Well not like remember the what just happened after. But I remember everything after the "experience". Well that means the next morning really. oh well.

[BigTex]

Couple weeks ago I ran over my girlfriends cat. She wasnt there at the time so I quickly burried it. She was looking for him a couple days later and I said I hadn't seen him. IMO not having to know your cats dead is the nicest thing you can do.

[Sjakihata]

My dad saved my life, 100% - that's the best thing someone can do for you, I think.

[Ianofsmeg16]

Beirut closed the "anti-Jamster Crusade' Thread, that was leading me on a path i did not want to follow!

[KukriKhan]

1970. 19 years old, and Draft notice signed by R.M.Nixon in-hand, I decided to visit an old girlfriend in Rochester NY. Gassed up the 305 SuperHawk
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and headed South, then East from Detroit, taking me through Ontario, Canada. By the time I got to Delhi town, the bike was burning up hot, so I pulled over, smoked a couple of cigarettes 'til it cooled down. Mounted up, tried the starter: no dice. Checked the fuel and power, all OK. Began using the kick-starter... nothing. Half and hour or so of kicking and cussing goes by, when up pulls a Canuck on a Triumph Bonneville.

"Trouble?"
"Won't start."

He checks the fuel and spark, tries to kick it over, but gets nowhere, too. We decide to try the "2nd-gear-run-and-jump" trick - on the 3rd try, the engine finally lights up... but I can only go about 20 m.p.h. Something's very wrong, and I'm in a foreign country.

Catching up to me, he hollars: "Follow me!", and we limp into Simcoe, to a beat-up looking garage, with car and bike parts strewn all about, and a couple guys working on a BSA.

"Hey, lookie what I found on the highway" my savior says, grinning.
"Busted rice-burner, eh?" one of the guys asks. "Figures. Best call Fletcher."

"I've only got about 40 bucks...", I start to say.
"Phffft... ", is the response.

A couple hours go by, the guys offer me a couple Molsons, and we chit-chat about bikes, girls, music, the usual. Fletcher shows up - on his own 305 Superhawk. "Twanger" (the road-helper)tells him my trouble. Fletcher nods to me, pulls a stethescope out of his jacket(!) - and says: "Crank 'er". When we finally get it started, he listens to the engine thru the 'scope for a full 2 minutes; all eyes are on him as he moves the device from crankcase to fins and back.

"Yer screwed", is his verdict, straightening up "Cam, I think... dinked bearings."

So they guys talk among themselves for a bit, then Twanger (aka Wayne) says: "You're welcome to stay here as long as you like."

So I did. 13 months, in fact, picking up whatever cash-only odd jobs I could find, or they found for me. I worked tobacco fields, loaded and unloaded cucumber trucks, played "go-fer" on construction sites. The best gig was when Robert found work for 4 of us, cutting survey lines outside Sudbury.

Back in Simcoe, one day I said to Twanger "Well, I guess I'd best go face it."

"Yeah, eh."

We got on our bikes (mine finally sporting a new cam), and rode to Detroit. He hung at my Mom's house will I sorted stuff out with the Army. Then he left.

Those guys didn't owe me a thing, and had no reason to help me out during a rough patch - but they did.

That's my 'nicest thing' story.

[Ianofsmeg16]

Kukri, that is one nice story, I love the guys and i dont even know em! :D