This is the true meaning of life: We’re all just aimlessly wandering this world, hoping that our path unexpectedly crosses with Tom Hanks and he blesses us by doing something truly Hanx-y. Like that time he let those random bros steal his glasses and take “wasted” pictures with him:
Or that time a cab driver yelled "WIIIIIIILLLSSSSSOOOOOOON!!!" at him so Hanx gave him an awesome new nickname and then some:
"So get this. I'm driving down Park Avenue one day and this guy waves for me, so I pull over and I ask him where he's going. He tells me 74th street, and I tell him that's too far for me, because my shift just ended, so he says 'thanks anyway' and walks away. But then I think about it, and I start feeling bad for the guy, cause hey-- I got a conscience. So I call him back to the cab and tell him to hop in. And he gets in the car all excited, all animated, and he's talking about all these things. But he's got his cap pulled down way over his eyes, so I can't see who it is. But pretty soon I start to recognize his voice. And when we get to a light, I turn to him, and I look him in the eye, and I scream: "WIIIIIIILLLSSSSSOOOOOOON!!!" And that really got him. He started laughing hard. He sees that I've got this Ferrari hat on, and a Ferrari shirt too, so he starts calling me 'Mr. Ferrari.' The whole ride, he keeps calling me 'Mr. Ferrari.' So after we get to his destination, we snap a quick photo, and he goes on his way. And I think that's it. But that's not it, cause get this. Over the next few weeks, I just happen to randomly pick up people that know him. People who have acted with him before, people who work with him. And every time, I tell them: 'Tell Mr. Hanks that Mr. Ferrari says 'hello.'" Every time I say that. Then one day I'm driving, and I get a text from one of the people that I'd driven, and it says: 'Mr. Hanks wants to invite you to see his Broadway show.' So I bring my lady to the show, and we get to go backstage and everything, and after the show, we're waiting for him in his dressing room, and he walks in and screams: 'Mr. Ferrari!' Can you believe that story? And you wanna know the craziest thing? The name of his show was 'Lucky Guy.' How crazy is that? Cause that was me. A lucky guy!"
Well, he’s done it again! Of course!
Hanx was walking around Los Altos, Cali. when he bumped into three Girl Scouts selling cookies (apparently they were unaware that you can just sell them online now).
Not only did he buy four boxes, but he also donated an additional $20 and, when a passing family asked to take a picture with him, he said, “Only if you buy cookies from these young ladies.”
“I’m still on cloud nine,” one of the Girl Scout’s moms told The Los Altos Town Crier. “We did not know who he was [at first] because he covered his face with a baseball cap and glasses…He was so personable. So down to earth.”
And just when we thought we couldn’t love Hanx any more, it appears that he bought at least one box of Samoas, the undisputed best Girl Scout cookie. He has great taste too!
Now, watch what happened when Tom reunited with Wilson the volleyball: