Rejection Therapy Day 3 - Ask for Olympic Symbol Doughnuts.

The video below was shot in Austin, TX.
A man trying to overcome a fear of rejection starts making odd requests from ordinary people.
He didn't think this was going to end well.

I told you Texans were nice.
(Nanna-nanna!)

Seriously.
I found the kindness of ordinary Texans overwhelming.
It was great.

I've written abou this before, but I think it's a good story and worth repeating.
While I was on my little "run about", my motorcycle broke down twice.
Once, on I-10 westbound, 40 miles east of Ft. Stockton and again, the next day heading out of Ft. Stockton on my way to the Harley dealership in Odessa, TX (about 80 miles).

It was 100+ degrees when the lights all came on, then all went off, and the bike made a loud burping sound, and the engine died.
I was on the side of the road just long enough to get really burned and more than a little concerned about my situation when a truck pulled up to offer me the number of towing company and a Gatorade and a bottle of water out his cooler.
Man that hit the spot.

The next day when the bike died, (bad regulator), I was in the middle of nowhere with a poor cel and a lot less traffic.
If you haven't seen a picture of your friend, El Pinche Pirata lately, I would like to point out that for most people, I don't exactly look like the guy you want your daughter to marry.
Tattoos, eyepatch, longish hair, roguishly handsome, and on a busted motorcycle, so I did not expect what happened next.

Texans stopped and helped.

They offered to call somebody.
They gave me water which I gladly accepted and readily drank.
And they stayed for a minute to chat.
One really nice older fella' poured half his sweet tea into an empty water bottle and told me he'd come back in an hour to check me.
Said that he had a trailer and he would take me to Odessa himself if the tow truck driver didn't show.
Then he called the service manager at Harley, who was a long time friend of his, and told him to watch for me and he thought it was probably my regulator that had gone out.
It was hot as blazes as I waited for 4 hours for the tow truck.
I was sunburned so bad that in a few days the skin on my arms cracked and bled.

It was one of the best experiences of my life.

(And Austin is the prettiest state capitol in the union.)