nope. have hitchhiked one time, when i was a teenager. it was a rainy ass saturday in may of 2006 and I was due to work at the pizza place i was employed at, but before work I decided to meet up with my parents who were buying a brand new Ford Mustang for my dad(he still owns this car to this day). by the time I left the car lot where they were signing the paperwork at it was raining pretty good, and around this time I noticed the gas gauge in my old 1970 ford maverick I was driving at the time was nearly on the "E". no big deal, there is a stinker gas station in the parking lot where I worked.
fast forward about five minutes and roughly seven miles, and my car starts to cut out. ah shit, I'm out of gas. I let off the throttle some, but still try and get the car to go as far as I can, until the point where the car is simply not accelerating at all, its just coasting. finally I pull over right near a track of homes that is still under construction with a few houses completed. I had no cell phone at this point, and even if I did I couldn't call my parents, they were still at the car dealership. so I did the only thing I could, ran through the rain into the track of homes knocking on doors hoping they were occupied and that I could get some help. apparently none of them were occupied though, since I didn't find anyone. finally, after a while of knocking on doors of empty houses a guy in a painter van pulls up and asks me if I need help. I explain my maverick is dead on the side of the road about a quarter of a mile away out of gas, and he drives me two miles up the road to the nearest gas station. I go into the station and buy a gas can and fill it up with gas and off we are back to my car to get enough gas in it to bring it back to this gas station and fill er up. all is well right?
nope. I dump the gas I had just bought into the tank and try and start the car. nothing. fuck me sideways. thankfully the painter dude stuck around to make sure I was alright, so he drove me back to the gas station, where I once again went into the station and bought another gas can, and filled both those suckers up with gas. as we are traveling down the road back to my maverick I was embarrassed as fuck and soaking wet, and I sheepishly tried to give this dude a $20. after a bit he took it, but it was clear he didn't want it. I dumped both gas cans into the tank of my car and tried to start it again, which it fired up without hesitation. thanked the guy and took off, and filled up at the stinker station that I had originally intended to fill up at. was nearly an hour late for work.