We've become a pretty selfish society, from a random sample size of dozens.
(Referring to male hitchhiker, not a Playmate Bunny).
If I REALLY felt like somebody needed help (as in, it looked like they had car trouble and had to hitchhike because of it) then I might pull over to see if they need to use a phone. I wouldn't let anybody into my car though, not worth it.
Completely situational. My wife would have been OK with that too. She worries way more than I do about it.About 4 weeks ago I was with a buddy in Yosemite Natl Park and needed a ride to a campground that was probably 15 miles away. We were carrying large filthy packs, and had been in the backcountry for about 5 days, so I'm sure we reeked. We hitched 2 different rides. The 1st was from a Sheryl Crowe lookalike and her toddler, who took us a couple of miles up the road to a place she said we would have better luck getting the longer ride. The 2nd was from 2 rich old retirees who said that they hitched a lot in their younger years; they took us the rest of the way. They were awesome "young" women who it was a real pleasure to meet. We didn't have to wait more than 5-10 minutes for either of those rides to pick us up.
https://picasaweb.google.com/107350358277110666971/201506Yosemite#6177640153869469138
So about 3 weeks later I was driving to a trailhead at Mt. Rainier Natl Park with my wife and we passed a hitchhiker... I picked him up. Turns out he was going to the same trailhead as us. We got to talk to him for about half an hour; he was an awesome guy.
Pass it forward, people.
We've become a pretty selfish society, from a random sample size of dozens.
(Referring to male hitchhiker, not a Playmate Bunny).
I'm not scared at all. I don't want a smelly fucking bum in my car.