Sunday, August 20, 2006
Stop or Don't Stop
What a busy week I have had! I have been out socialising almost every evening and it is showing on my face today. The bags under the eyes are competing with those carried by the shoppers coming out of Laura Ashley linen department. I dare to think how loud my scales will scream when I try to weigh myself after eating out every night.
Last night I was driving back from an evening out. My hearing was 85% damaged by the noise made by the group of 25 women talking while enjoying their drink and food. The Italian restaurant had a pre warning so they sat us down in the basement room instead of upstairs public sitting area.
As I was nearer to the known area just after midnight I saw a group of young people outside a pub. On the road there was what seemed like a black coat or a jacket. I had my eyes on it while a couple of girls that looked in their late teens come in the middle of the road with a stop or slow down sign. One then picked up the coat like object which I notice was actually a little black dog. The lads in the group were shouting something. I was just about to stop when I saw a car parked haphazardly a little further and two dark men coming out towards to girls. Something didn’t seem right and I got a bit scared for some reason and carried on driving.
After coming home I felt very sad and guilty for not stopping to take the dog to the vets. I felt angry on the people and on the society that make me feel afraid to stop to help. Sometimes you could be too helpful for your own good. I recalled a couple of years ago when a boy was lying on the road and another one standing over him kind of crying. I stopped the car and got out asking if he was hurt. He got up making faces and they ran off laughing. They weren’t threatening or anything but just having joke which annoyed me no end.
I hate those people who allow their animals to roam around free. Still feeling sorry for the poor dog. It must be hurt to lie on the road like that although there was no blood at all. What do you do in incidents like this?
Last night I was driving back from an evening out. My hearing was 85% damaged by the noise made by the group of 25 women talking while enjoying their drink and food. The Italian restaurant had a pre warning so they sat us down in the basement room instead of upstairs public sitting area.
As I was nearer to the known area just after midnight I saw a group of young people outside a pub. On the road there was what seemed like a black coat or a jacket. I had my eyes on it while a couple of girls that looked in their late teens come in the middle of the road with a stop or slow down sign. One then picked up the coat like object which I notice was actually a little black dog. The lads in the group were shouting something. I was just about to stop when I saw a car parked haphazardly a little further and two dark men coming out towards to girls. Something didn’t seem right and I got a bit scared for some reason and carried on driving.
After coming home I felt very sad and guilty for not stopping to take the dog to the vets. I felt angry on the people and on the society that make me feel afraid to stop to help. Sometimes you could be too helpful for your own good. I recalled a couple of years ago when a boy was lying on the road and another one standing over him kind of crying. I stopped the car and got out asking if he was hurt. He got up making faces and they ran off laughing. They weren’t threatening or anything but just having joke which annoyed me no end.
I hate those people who allow their animals to roam around free. Still feeling sorry for the poor dog. It must be hurt to lie on the road like that although there was no blood at all. What do you do in incidents like this?
# posted by butterflyuk : 8/20/2006 11:15:00 pm
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It's a really hard one-
instinct tells you to
help, then common sense
kicks in and you realise
it might be risky.
It's all that car jacking
that started this-people
would lie in the road
and then the others would
jump in the car, steal it
or worse.
Most of us want to help
but are too scared to, if
you were on your own Butterfly
I think you did the right
thing.
instinct tells you to
help, then common sense
kicks in and you realise
it might be risky.
It's all that car jacking
that started this-people
would lie in the road
and then the others would
jump in the car, steal it
or worse.
Most of us want to help
but are too scared to, if
you were on your own Butterfly
I think you did the right
thing.
That's right Raine I think stopping would have been foolish. I was alone. Besides there was crowd of around 20 so someone must have seen to the dog.
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