I always knew that there was a difference in the financial classes but, until this weekend I had never felt like a lower business class; and I have never treated anyone above me or below me financially, any differently so I never realized the mental differences.
This weekend was an eye opener for not only myself but also for my husband.
I went on a road trip with my family while my husband had to work and unfortunately our boat motor blew up while we were in the middle of the Charlotte Harbor. Understandably this IS something that happens and at that point it was just trying to determine how we were going to find our way back into the boat ramp. Through several attempts we gave up on the boat motor and started using our trolling motor to get us as close to the dock as we could get as I made several attempts at calling for a "friend" to come tow us back in. (It would not have taken them but maybe an hour at the time of the call.) Instead of getting the southern "sure where are you located" that I was hoping for, we received the "give Sea Tow a call it isn't located far from you."
Well, here is my thoughts between that answer and the call I made to Sea Tow for a price quote.
- What kind of southern raised man gets a call from someone asking for a tow and says "call Sea Tow." That is a southern sin! We NEVER tell someone to call for a boat tow if we can help it. Even if it means going out of our way, we find a way to load up a boat with jumper cables and rope and we go find them!
- Sea tow is expensive and we already know that we will have to replace a boat motor. We don't have the extra money to spend on that. But, we don't mind paying someone to help us! We never expect someone to help us for free.
- You must have lived a sad life if you never had help from the good ole southern hospitality. You must have lived a sad life to think that if you have money you can get whatever you want. And lastly, you must have lived a sad life because you never had the friends/ family/ acquaintances to help you like we do.
After thinking about our options and after the trolling motor had finally died, the paddle was not an option and swimming it back in really wouldn't work either (yes we considered it!). I made the call to Sea Tow. They quoted us about $500 to drag us for 10 minutes. Oh, and there was over an hour wait before they could help us.
We waited for their call back on an ETA and while waiting for that call we started to wave frantically at other boats for help. Some boats waved back at us. Some turned away. And then there was ONE boat with a couple in their 50's to 60's who had just gotten out on the water for the day and they came over to see what we needed. Their response was "We have been there! Where do you need to go?" Our hearts were floating higher than the tide because we knew that we were SO close! We felt terrible because their boat was quite a bit smaller than ours and worked quite hard to pull us in but they were so friendly! When we pulled into the boat dock we offered to pay them and they said no. The people on the dock yelled "just pay it forward" it happens! However, it shows your character with how you react to the situation!
I lost my faith in humanity and regained it all in one day.
I can say that I have never felt more grateful for a trolling motor.

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