Buddy can you spare a dime?

One Friday night last month I was coming out of my temple from Friday night services when my friend noticed that his car (an Infinity) wouldn't start. He kept trying to turn on the ignition many times and so did each person who came over to give him a helping hand and who each had a new suggestion on what to do. I had to be up at 7:30 a.m. the next day, which is a time that I only observe as a wake up time with my grandkids when I'm up at their house. It's an ungodly hour for me. That said, I wanted to get out of the temple parking lot as soon as possible. So I called my housemate to see if he could come down to the temple and give me a ride home. My friend called his girlfriend to do the same since he figured that AAA would tow his car off somewhere for the night. So 20 minutes later I'm picked up, we drive up Jamboree and right before we exit, there's a sign that says Jamboree exit. But, I must admit, it's a little confusing at the turnoff point and many times it's a natural inclination to want to go one exit more before we REALLY have to get off before the toll. Well, we were talking and naturally missed the exit. So there's a toll fee we have to pay for just literally ONE BLOCK. My friend asks me how much change I have (the toll is .75 cents!) Together we've come up with .55 cents. Yes, we each have dollars on us but, believe it or not, this particular toll station doesn't make change at all; nada, zippo, zilch! Now there are 2 lanes for the toll road, one is for the Fasttrak, the other is for putting your money in the basket. No one at all was coming behind us in the change lane. Everyone was zipping through with their fasttrak passes. Finally I hailed down a lovely man who barely spoke English. He pulled over from the fast trak to check his coins. Nope, he didn't even have .20 cents to his name. So while I'm talking to this foreigner , who really could have been the grim reaper for all I know, my friend was literally on his knees outside the car checking in the front and back of the car to see if he could scrounge up .20 cents more maybe from under the mats or in between the seats. He found 2 dimes. Twenty minutes later we were home free having gotten the green light to pass through. Thinking my other friend was still at temple waiting for AAA, I gave him a call to find out how he was and to laugh about our adventures; he was already home. When his girlfriend arrived, she suggested he start the car again and lo and behold, it started! Boy I hang around with some doozies, huh? One floods his car over and over again and the other is scrounging for change under the carpets of his car! There's something wrong with this picture.