Tonight, following my boyfriend to his apartment, I turned the corner to find a bad wreck and a few cars stopped around it -- two of the cars had spun off and flipped over completely, everyone was in the grass, my boyfriend was one of them, his car was one of the ones on the side of the road. I couldn't tell, in my panic, if he was involved in the crash or helping.
More cars pulled over to offer help. I pulled into a driveway and realized that my boyfriend had one of the victims with him and he was talking to a disbatcher. I turned around and went back home.
I told myself that it was because there were obviously enough people there to help, and that I'd only have been in the way. It was REALLY because it's been three years since my Red Cross training and I felt inadequate / sub-par. I -fled,- sat in my driveway, around the corner and three houses down, and cried. Finally cop cars and firetrucks and ambulances show up, ten minutes later.
whatswrong said:
like the Seinfeld episode, im about fed up with parents who find it necessary to show off pictures of their kids. congratulations asshole, you had a kid. i get it, you like your bastard children.....i on the other hand don't give a shit about your fucking kid. moreover, i think if you gave a shit about being part of the human race, you would've adopted. but i understand your a selfish prick like the rest of us, so i won't hold it against you for too long. put your pictures away shithead......you've done what 95% of the human race is capable of...
ckdexterhaven
USA
December 2005
JUL 13, 2009 04:48 PM