In Case of Emergency, Flash the "Cat Signal"

So, during the last two days, I have done my share of good deeds. Not just any ol' good deed, I'm talking about the kind of deed where someone would say, "I'm sure glad you were here."

Yesterday during my ride, I noticed a student leaning over his bike. I was a couple of blocks away from him and the signal light, so I wasn't really sure if there was a problem or if he was waiting for someone. By the time I got to the light, I was able to see that he was trying to put his chain back on. I asked the guy if he needed help; of course, he didn't need any help from a girl. As I waited for the light to change, I felt sorry for the poor guy. I rode over to him, and smiled as I put his chain back on his crank. He thanked me a million times as he rode toward the University.

Tonight at work, I heard lots of yelling coming from the back parking lot. Between 7:00 and 7:30, we at work like to call the back parking lot "rape alley." The parking lot lights don't turn on until 7:30. I go to the rear entrance to find out what's going on. To the left, two women are yelling at each other while a boy is crouched down covering the license plate. To the right, a few boys are jumping around, yelling at each other and one of the women. The women being yelled at, says that she saw one of the kids with a machete. I then slowly walk back into the store, but still close enough to watch what's going on. So much happens; kids are running around, machetes are being thrown into the trunk, cars are being blocked from leaving the parking lot. Then before the suspects flee the scene, I run behind the car to get the plate numbers. Police arrive minutes later. Turns out the chaos started across the street at some apartments. Because of the lack of light, nobody was able to get plate numbers or make/model of the car...except me. I wrote it all with a dry erase marker on my left arm. The police officers laughed, the neighbors across the street called me a hero.

When I got home, I saved Max's hands. I replaced his bar tape on his road bike when he was sleeping. Half of his bar were exposed and the tape was barely holding on. It was my first time taping bars, and I've got to say that I did a great job. I wonder how long it will take for him to notice.