#41 Good Timing
When I was in college, I delivered pizzas. One time, I arrived at an address and noticed that the neighbor’s house was about to catch fire. I say “about” because the fence attached to the house was up in flames and they were already licking the eves. I ran up to the front door and rang the doorbell. I knocked and yelled, but nothing. So I called the fire department.
Then, I ran to the house next door, pulled off their hose, ran to the other side of the house on fire, attached it, and started spraying the fire. I had most of it out when the fire department arrived, and they finished the job. As they were spraying it down, a 20-year-old girl came out of the house with two 14-year-old girls.
The police interrogated the girls about what had happened. Apparently, the 20-year-old was babysitting the younger ones and was scared to open the door. Earlier that night, the two younger girls had broken up with their boyfriends and, with the babysitter’s help, set fire to pictures of their ex-boyfriends in the trashcan outside. The trashcan just happened to be up against the wood fence that was beside the house.
I delivered the pizza next door and went on with my shift. A week later, their parents stopped by the store looking for me and gave me a $50 gift card to a local mall to say thank you for saving their kids from a fiery inferno of death. The babysitter, on the other hand, got fired and was never trusted in that neighborhood ever again.
Credit: emusteve