I had my first big crash of the season on Sunday. I went over the bars while downhill biking too slowly off a drop and supermanned through my fall. My buddy Chaz said that he heard me exclaim, "OH SH*T!" then, "Rider Down!"
The good news - no broken bones. My right wrist is still a bit sore after 5 days and I've got some scrapes on the left hand and a fantastic bruise on my right thigh. I've been tracking the progression and the colors of the bruise. It is entertaining:
It kind of looks like a topographical map of some island.
I had a trip to NY on Monday night for work. It was a good trip for work and personal reasons, as I met with two clients and a potential agency, plus I got to visit with my cousin, Corinne, and my childhood best friend, Marcee, her husband and their baby! So wonderful and rewarding!
Because my wrist was hurting on Monday, I ended up wrapping it in a bandage for my trip and moved my seat from the exit row. At security, I was the recipient of the bomb swipe (and a comment that I must have taken a good spill), and then getting onto the plane, no one helped me with my suitcase! I shouldn't blame it on the fact that I was on my way to a city that typically doesn't go out of their way to interact with strangers, but I was shocked that no one stepped forward to help me, including the flight attendant who just stared at me and didn't even attempt to move. When we were deplaning, 5 people walked by and the two people who were sitting next to me on the plane watched as I tried to get my bag down. I was so sore, I could barely move my wrist. Finally a gentleman helped me out.
This situation made me rather sad. What is this world coming to that people don't stop to help one another? Are we too connected with our phones and other mediums to realize what is literally going on in the world around us? Do we no longer have compassion for others who struggle with suitcases or have issues bending over to get things? I guess I've been disabled enough times that maybe I'm just hypersensitive to helping others, but I hope that this situation isn't an indication of how our society is changing, as it leaves me disappointed. It also renews in me the need to make sure I'm more aware of those around me who struggle and visually "ask" for help even when they don't verbalize the need.
Do you go out of your way to help others, or only when it is convenient? Have you noticed a similar trend, or is it just a "NY" thing, do you think?
The good news - no broken bones. My right wrist is still a bit sore after 5 days and I've got some scrapes on the left hand and a fantastic bruise on my right thigh. I've been tracking the progression and the colors of the bruise. It is entertaining:
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It kind of looks like a topographical map of some island.
I had a trip to NY on Monday night for work. It was a good trip for work and personal reasons, as I met with two clients and a potential agency, plus I got to visit with my cousin, Corinne, and my childhood best friend, Marcee, her husband and their baby! So wonderful and rewarding!
Because my wrist was hurting on Monday, I ended up wrapping it in a bandage for my trip and moved my seat from the exit row. At security, I was the recipient of the bomb swipe (and a comment that I must have taken a good spill), and then getting onto the plane, no one helped me with my suitcase! I shouldn't blame it on the fact that I was on my way to a city that typically doesn't go out of their way to interact with strangers, but I was shocked that no one stepped forward to help me, including the flight attendant who just stared at me and didn't even attempt to move. When we were deplaning, 5 people walked by and the two people who were sitting next to me on the plane watched as I tried to get my bag down. I was so sore, I could barely move my wrist. Finally a gentleman helped me out.
This situation made me rather sad. What is this world coming to that people don't stop to help one another? Are we too connected with our phones and other mediums to realize what is literally going on in the world around us? Do we no longer have compassion for others who struggle with suitcases or have issues bending over to get things? I guess I've been disabled enough times that maybe I'm just hypersensitive to helping others, but I hope that this situation isn't an indication of how our society is changing, as it leaves me disappointed. It also renews in me the need to make sure I'm more aware of those around me who struggle and visually "ask" for help even when they don't verbalize the need.
Do you go out of your way to help others, or only when it is convenient? Have you noticed a similar trend, or is it just a "NY" thing, do you think?
I am always cautious about statements of how things are changing. Although I have seen a connection between the size of a community and the willingness of people to help one another. Airlines can be an extreme version of this. Everyone is coming from somewhere else, they're out of their own community/comfort zone, and they've thinking of the places they're going.
ReplyDeleteNow that I think about it, there may be a correlation with society's increased independence due to technology. The good news is that we don't need as much help, but the flip side is we aren't in the practice of giving and receiving aid. When I was a child, my next door neighbor would watch me sometimes if needed. If Julie and I have scheduling problems, I would feel wierd even asking my neighbor to even watch Ralph. On the other hand, we rarely have a problem because I can hop on the laptop and telework. As a result of my ability to be independent, I don't really know my neighbors that well, and would feel a little ackward asking or receiving help.
Good point on the over-generalization and I agree the airplanes create an odd microcosm of society, where there are different social cues and dynamics. I do think that technology has changed up our interactions and relationships with those in our communities, for better and worse!
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