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. 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! ) 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.

[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. And boy is she suffering. Emecis and all.

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! ) 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.

yeah, you never forget the first time.

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

[Strike For The South]

giving birrth to me

[Alexanderofmacedon]

^^^ Giving birth to him ^^^

[GoreBag]

yeah, you never forget the first time.

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

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

[Strike For The South]

Suc....er...not gonna say it

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 . 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


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