Superman is known for saving the world against impossible odds, but one of the reasons I love the character so much is his simple humanity, and his willingness to help out wherever he's needed. There's no problem so inconsequential that Superman isn't willing to take a moment out of his busy day to address it.
Here, Superman extinguishes a moderately dangerous stovetop fire with one puff of his super-breath. Were you or I in this situation, we would have had to put a lid on the pot to stop the blaze. Not the people of Metropolis!
GREAT KRYPTON! Melting ice cream! Thank goodness for Superman!
Flying the truck up into space seems like an awful lot of trouble for such a trifling problem, but Superman isn't aggravated at all - he's happy to lend a hand. I do wonder why he didn't simply use his super-cold-breath power to chill the ice cream, though.
Gee, Superman, since you're in the neighbourhood, would you mind doing my job for me? Poor Superman. Altruists always get taken advantage of. (And why is the line "Okay, I'll go to the cellar with you" so disturbing?)
I hope there's not a volcano erupting or train derailing somewhere. "Superman, six thousand villagers died with your name on their lips! 'Superman, save us!' they cried! But WHERE WERE YOU?"
"Er, I was playing hula hoops with some of the neighbourhood kids..."
Of course, when a runaway truckful of dynamite is careening towards a helpless toddler, there's only one man to call.
Look...up in the sky!
It's a bird!
It's a plane!
...Superman, help! I can't open this jar of pickles!
Superman! My little girl let go of her balloon!
Superman! Help! I'M POOPING MY PANTS!
The man is a saint.