I didn’t think to get your last name. I should have asked for your phone number or address. Lord knows, if I had any of these, I’d send you the biggest fruit basket on the planet. The point is, you gave me a ride home from the train station yesterday when my parents weren’t there to pick me up. Me, a total stranger, some guy you just met on the train. Me, a tall dark stranger with a goatee, dark glasses, and other terrorist-looking appearances.
In this world where there’s enough weirdos willing to hurt, maim, rape and kill any random woman they can find, you trusted me enough to put me in your car and take me home when I would have otherwise been stranded. Thank you for convincing me human charity still exists. Thank you, nice lady, wherever you are. 
I don’t know if this qualifies as a rant. Sounds more like a valentine. Goodness knows the lady deserves it for helping out a fellow human being.
There are good, generous people in the world. Now, pass on that altruism to another stranger, Res. You can do your part in the fight for perserving human charity.
And thanks for sharing your story. Made my day.
What a warm, fuzzy post! Just for the record, though, I think human charity definitely still exists… it’s just dangerous to act out, sometimes. I’m willing to bet that there were at least 5 other people in that station who gave at least a fleeting thought to giving you a ride (I would have been one of them, though I must say, shamefully, that my mother’s voice in my head would most likely have stopped me)…
That Lady is an example that bravery and trust still exist. And you are an example of the fact that it’s worthwhile to believe that not everybody’s out to disembowel people in dark alleys. So kudos to you, too! 