I'm away from home, visiting my family. Yesterday, I wanted to go to a mall (there aren't any stores within 150 miles of my home) so I dropped my dad off at my brother's and followed his instructions to the mall. (There was a Buffalo Wild Wings near the mall that had great beer on top like Lake Erie Monster by Great Lakes, BTW, but that's for another time).
I HATE malls, shopping, crowds, people, parking, etc. But I needed a couple of items that women can't really buy online. Figure it out, ok?
Anyway, coming back to my brother's house, following the route he outlined, I come to a major intersection and there is a sudden crash. I didn't really see what happened, but there are a couple cars smashed to smithereens, and one in the ditch with airbags deployed. I jump out, yelling, "Is anybody hurt" and I hear "Yes! My daughter is hurt bad!" So I ran to that car, the door was already open and I provided aid and called 911. I knew the intersection, but nothing else. I provided care, stopped bleeding, and calmed the injured. You know the most bizarre part? The hurt kid was 15, and her mom was running around screaming but never once came over to her daughter! In fact, two of the uninjured passengers came to blows over who's fault it was!
No one else stopped. No one! Everyone is going to be ok, but they were in need of emergency help. The cops made it in about 2 minutes, fire trucks and ambulances in less than 5 certainly. Apparently, my car was still running, my purse in it, etc during the time it took to load the ambulance, take care of the people not transported, provide my statement, and then help call people's family. No one even shut off my car! Why did not one person lined up at the redlight say, "Hey- that empty car is running! I'll turn it off."? The intersection was closed, so there were quite a few people around- certainly more than 100. After the first ambulance left, I asked one of the injured people if they had my cellphone, and he said, "Yes, I have it!" and he gave it back to me. (He was pretty ok, but wanted to call his wife so she wouldn't worry too much by getting a call from the hospital.)
I felt so disappointed with people. I know that people don't want to get involved- but there was glass and blood everywhere, my car running at the side of the road, and no way for traffic to get through. Not one other person said, "Does anybody need help? Can I call 911?". Nothing. Nobody. That was such a shock to me. To witness a major crash, not call for help, and just sit there watching. I'm so disillusioned with my fellow man.
Finally, I was ready to leave and found that I didn't know any other way to get to my brother's! The cops sent me on a detour that sent me about 30 miles out of my way since that road was closed. I realized I had to call my family- I was hours late, covered with glass, a little blood, filthy dirty, and almost out of gas.
They saved dinner for me, though.
I HATE malls, shopping, crowds, people, parking, etc. But I needed a couple of items that women can't really buy online. Figure it out, ok?
Anyway, coming back to my brother's house, following the route he outlined, I come to a major intersection and there is a sudden crash. I didn't really see what happened, but there are a couple cars smashed to smithereens, and one in the ditch with airbags deployed. I jump out, yelling, "Is anybody hurt" and I hear "Yes! My daughter is hurt bad!" So I ran to that car, the door was already open and I provided aid and called 911. I knew the intersection, but nothing else. I provided care, stopped bleeding, and calmed the injured. You know the most bizarre part? The hurt kid was 15, and her mom was running around screaming but never once came over to her daughter! In fact, two of the uninjured passengers came to blows over who's fault it was!
No one else stopped. No one! Everyone is going to be ok, but they were in need of emergency help. The cops made it in about 2 minutes, fire trucks and ambulances in less than 5 certainly. Apparently, my car was still running, my purse in it, etc during the time it took to load the ambulance, take care of the people not transported, provide my statement, and then help call people's family. No one even shut off my car! Why did not one person lined up at the redlight say, "Hey- that empty car is running! I'll turn it off."? The intersection was closed, so there were quite a few people around- certainly more than 100. After the first ambulance left, I asked one of the injured people if they had my cellphone, and he said, "Yes, I have it!" and he gave it back to me. (He was pretty ok, but wanted to call his wife so she wouldn't worry too much by getting a call from the hospital.)
I felt so disappointed with people. I know that people don't want to get involved- but there was glass and blood everywhere, my car running at the side of the road, and no way for traffic to get through. Not one other person said, "Does anybody need help? Can I call 911?". Nothing. Nobody. That was such a shock to me. To witness a major crash, not call for help, and just sit there watching. I'm so disillusioned with my fellow man.
Finally, I was ready to leave and found that I didn't know any other way to get to my brother's! The cops sent me on a detour that sent me about 30 miles out of my way since that road was closed. I realized I had to call my family- I was hours late, covered with glass, a little blood, filthy dirty, and almost out of gas.
They saved dinner for me, though.