Fail (Or: I am not a Good Samaritan)
Drove past a hitchhiker, didn't stop to pick him up. I know there are tons of safety reasons not to do that, especially for a woman alone in a car who's physically incapable of defending herself, but what it boils down to is that I didn't help someone who needed help. I drove right by.
There was another time I failed to help someone that has really haunted me. Rob and I had just finished eating at a restaurant and had a take-home bag in the car. There was someone begging for change at the intersection. The light changed from red to green, we drove a quarter of a mile or so... and I realized we could have given the man the take-home bag of food. The food I hadn't enjoyed much, but didn't want to go to waste. We drove home.
I don't really want a discussion about what I should have done in either situation or whether it's right for me to regret these choices. What I'd like is to hear about times when you could have helped someone and chose not to; the times that have stayed with you through rationalizations and reasoning.
There was another time I failed to help someone that has really haunted me. Rob and I had just finished eating at a restaurant and had a take-home bag in the car. There was someone begging for change at the intersection. The light changed from red to green, we drove a quarter of a mile or so... and I realized we could have given the man the take-home bag of food. The food I hadn't enjoyed much, but didn't want to go to waste. We drove home.
I don't really want a discussion about what I should have done in either situation or whether it's right for me to regret these choices. What I'd like is to hear about times when you could have helped someone and chose not to; the times that have stayed with you through rationalizations and reasoning.