EPTNormally I be an asshole and make an excuse like my back hurts or i don't speak english (lol), but this guy was pleading and opened the car window for his woman. It was his wife who was going through labor. I then immediately run to my house to get my second shovel (thank goodness for buy 1 get 1 free specials from back then) and we begin digging it out. But she's REALLY screaming like that X-men girl who screams really fucking loud, so i figured what the hell and run to the next block for this chinese family that i remember were doctors.
I do not interact with this family outside of going to their house to trick-or-treat when i was younger because they had no children my age to hang out with. I knock and luckily they answer politely in which case i explain the station. He agrees to help and i quickly run back to help carry her to the home. I begin to help the guy (his name is Daryll? sorry if i spelled it wrong!)carry his wife and i gotta say, he must of been suffering cuz her grip looked like it would take an entire offensive live to break it. anyway we get in the house and and i can only help get some water and a some scissors. Daryll decides to stay so i quietly leave to shovel my car out so that it can enter the sidewalk (his car was luckily was on a sidewalk and was not obstructing traffic).
I eventually finish after a lil bit, but decide not to come inside the chinese guy's house again. I just squat outside the doorsteps but i could hear the screaming which is followed by consoling from the doctor, his wife, and Daryll, which is then followed up by even more shouting. While waiting outside, my cellphone is ringing and ringing from my mom (yea 20 years old and still a momma's boy :/ ) asking where i am.
Eventually i hear the sound of life. That lil "WAH WAH WAH". I pretty much just smile and enter the door and congratulate the couple. After a pat of the back from the doctor, and a huge lifting bear hug (literally, this guy is 6'1-6'3 190+ pounds, so lifting a 5'7 140 pound azn kid ain't hard). I decided its really late out and wish Daryll good luck and a safe trip back. But, before i go, i wish to see the kid who popped. I just took a glimpse of the kid and waved to the baby (his name is Jamal!!!!). At this point i just want to go home, take a shower, maybe watch some netflix or play some mvc2 training mode, but i never felt such a good feeling of helping some one out more than this moment.
I'm not exactly sure where the couple would be spending the night, nor did i remember to ask, but the chinese doctor assured me it'll be fine. So its about 12 inches now and counting of snow, my back hurts, my nose is running, i think i have a fever, and my car is in a tight sleeper hold made of snow that'll be a bitch to shovel out. But i feel like i was a part of something great just now.
edit: should get some pics of the storm right now. wish me luck in the morning (and every other east coaster) on the fun day of snow shoveling T_T.
and man i should really profead my shit b4 posting it D:
