Just a few minutes ago, while enjoying a cigarette at the smoking area of my office in Makati, I witnessed a sad thing.
In the next building, a lady in red was walking down a 7-step flight, when the three inch heel of her left shoe broke. She instantly fell to the base of where she was walking, hurling everything she was holding to the floor.
I think her ankle twisted a bit because she couldn't get up immediately.
She tries... She tries again...
She struggles.
She couldn't get up.
I was about 20 meters away while other people were walking just right past her.
Shoot the Man to the rescue???
About a dozen people passed her already. No one still helps her. What is this world coming to?
Paranoia maybe... this just may be a scam of sorts (that there is a second accomplice ready to pick something from you while you help her up)... I don't know.
Then a man stops. It looks like he asked her if she is ok. I then get to get a glimpse of her face. She's korean. She's crying. The man quickly gathers her stuff and helps her up with one quick swoop (as if a hawk beaking 3 worms in one passing).
He got her a cab and slowly assisted her into it.
A shooter hero! The 13th person to walk right by her. Odd.
I'll call him Shooter-Teen...
Shoot the man was supposed to help... Yah right!? Maybe... Maybe not. :)
Let's see in another episode.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
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