The evil samaritan

Screeching and screaming followed by a loud thump. I looked behind to find a couple lying on the ground with their scooters flat on the road.

A moment ago, I was having a conversation with myself about how the Taiwanese culture is all about selfishness. A place where everyone rushes to be first and rules are forgotten. No one helps others.

Take the supermarket line for example. If you let a space big enough to fit one person appear between the person in front of you and you, the person behind will try to squeez in, if you don’t guard it well.

And then that happened and I walked away from them. In that instant, I debated a million reasons to help them, but I didn’t. I had set my goals to help others but I didn’t that night. My excuse? First, I don’t know how, I don’t have a cell phone, nor do I know where the hospitals are or any of the support network in this country. Second, it’s too much trouble, it’s 12 AM and I have to work tomorrow. Third, they are not crying for help, meaning it’s only a light injury.

Fuck my excuses and my inexperience at helping others.