am I a bad person? ^^;
I was telling Charolatte earlier yesterday about something which happened to my friend and I in highschool. This is a true story about the cold person I truly am, and it entertained me so much when thinking back to it, I just had to share it with you. For all those who I haven't already told this story to, enjoy.
My best friend Jerry and I were walking towards the highschool auditorium for a mandatory school pep rally one afternoon. As we're mocking the notion of said event someone crosses our path, and leaves a VERY lasting impression. Some lanky mexican intersects our immenent path of travel and suddenly gets an odd jostle to his walk. Suddenly he falls to the ground like a heavy dump would thud against the porcelain. In mid fall we notice a heavy trail of whitened saliva escaping from his mouth. Juttering on the ground he begins to convulse violently while his eyes have rolled back in his head. The guy was having a seizure right in front of us. Since we were slowly taking our time in our initial journey, most everyone else had gotten to the auditorium ahead of us about 300 ft. We were the only ones who had noticed what just happened to this greasy brownie.
Having our curiosity peeked we take a few steps closer to the young lad who has started foaming at the mouth by now. Not being medical proffessionals, we arent really sure what we should do. Very mutually and in perfect unision, I guess we unconsiously agreed to a speciffic course of action which seemed to be the most logical and objective thing reasonable for this situation. We pointed and laughed at him. Yes, dear Rita, My friend and I stood over a boy who was having a seziure and did nothing but laugh and point at his dilema. We stood there laughing at him until he, by his own means, came out of it and awoke to a distorted world. Brushing himself off he started walking towards the auditorium again with an exceptionally dazed expression. From this day foward, we had gained something new to laugh at.
Please, be gracious and share with me your thoughts regarding the situation which I described.
My best friend Jerry and I were walking towards the highschool auditorium for a mandatory school pep rally one afternoon. As we're mocking the notion of said event someone crosses our path, and leaves a VERY lasting impression. Some lanky mexican intersects our immenent path of travel and suddenly gets an odd jostle to his walk. Suddenly he falls to the ground like a heavy dump would thud against the porcelain. In mid fall we notice a heavy trail of whitened saliva escaping from his mouth. Juttering on the ground he begins to convulse violently while his eyes have rolled back in his head. The guy was having a seizure right in front of us. Since we were slowly taking our time in our initial journey, most everyone else had gotten to the auditorium ahead of us about 300 ft. We were the only ones who had noticed what just happened to this greasy brownie.
Having our curiosity peeked we take a few steps closer to the young lad who has started foaming at the mouth by now. Not being medical proffessionals, we arent really sure what we should do. Very mutually and in perfect unision, I guess we unconsiously agreed to a speciffic course of action which seemed to be the most logical and objective thing reasonable for this situation. We pointed and laughed at him. Yes, dear Rita, My friend and I stood over a boy who was having a seziure and did nothing but laugh and point at his dilema. We stood there laughing at him until he, by his own means, came out of it and awoke to a distorted world. Brushing himself off he started walking towards the auditorium again with an exceptionally dazed expression. From this day foward, we had gained something new to laugh at.
Please, be gracious and share with me your thoughts regarding the situation which I described.