Fell off the Train

Introuble28

Just thought I'd share something.

Last night, I fell off the train on my way home, I lost my footing and fell. I really hurt my ankle and had to go to hospital, turns out I tore a tendon and its AGONY! My foot is like a big black football!

Anyway, the thing that made me sad was that when I fell and I was obviously hurt, no one stopped to see if I was ok. People actually stepped over me!

I would always stop to see if someone was ok, just thought that was a sad sign of the times.

Any thoughts?

Lirin

When I lived in London years ago, I can remember seeing a guy getting mugged in broad daylight. Went up to him- had only been in the city maybe two days- and asked if he was alright.
I got told where to go- fair enough, the guy may have been in shock or enraged- but no-one around me had even batted an eyelid at it!

Introuble28

I think its pretty sad really!

Sandoval

At least they didn't kick you on their way past.

Could've been worse...

soolin

I am used to travelling alone in London late at night and about 4 years ago I was coming up the escalator at Liverpool Street station late at night and i felt a hand in my coat pocket. It was near the top of the escalator so I clamped my own hand over the one in my pocket got off the escalator and started saying in a loud confident voice 'get away thief, help I am being pick pocketed' (as advised by the self defence classes aimed at ladies). Everyone hurried away, a couple of people did stop and sort of watch but no one helped, th ethief started to push me a bit and say get away you mad woman I'm not a thief, yet he still had his hand in my pocket!

Even the London Transport staff disappeared and went into their office and closed the door firmly.

In the end i let his hand go and he ran off, but it could have been so much worse as he was easily 8 inches taller than me and very well built.

Maysie

That's so sad Introuble i would have stopped for you.

An elderly lady tripped over in town a few weeks ago and i went over as did so many other people to see if she was ok. I popped into the supermarket and asked if there first aider could help which took all of 10 secs. They said yes of course. By the time i had got out. Someone had a tissue to her nose another lady was holding her hand. I just moved on as there was so many people stopping to offer help i thought i would be in the way.

preable

soolin wrote: »

I am used to travelling alone in London late at night and about 4 years ago I was coming up the escalator at Liverpool Street station late at night and i felt a hand in my coat pocket. It was near the top of the escalator so I clamped my own hand over the one in my pocket got off the escalator and started saying in a loud confident voice 'get away thief, help I am being pick pocketed' (as advised by the self defence classes aimed at ladies). Everyone hurried away, a couple of people did stop and sort of watch but no one helped, th ethief started to push me a bit and say get away you mad woman I'm not a thief, yet he still had his hand in my pocket!

Even the London Transport staff disappeared and went into their office and closed the door firmly.

In the end i let his hand go and he ran off, but it could have been so much worse as he was easily 8 inches taller than me and very well built.

Same station when i got pickpocketed but i grabbed the mans arm untill he gave me my phone back :rotfl:

darich

I was going into the chemist a couple of years ago and an elderly gent fell over a kerb and landed in the middle of access road to the car park.
I immediately went over and got him to sit still for a minute - not to rush to get up and make sure he was ok.
I pickled up his medicine and tablets which had fallen out his bag. Thankfully it was just boxes of tablets so nothing was broken.]
I had to stop a couple of cars while he sat there recovering and a woman came over. The poor bloke was shaking but I sat with him and made sure he was fine and helped him to his feet. The woman who stopped asked where he lived and luckily it was just a short distance away. She gave him a lift home.

The whole incident didn't last any more than 5 minutes but as soon as I saw him take a tumble I immediately thought of my papa who at the time was around 87 and not in great health. I'd hate for people to ignore him lying in the road. He's now past 89 but still not in the best of health.

I couldn't not help.

Some people do stop to make sure everything is ok

butler_helen

Sadly op that's about right for culture right now. I feinted on the tube- knowone cared. I fell out of a train over several tourists bags- no response but laughing- I wasn't injured badlythough. I was hit by a car and knocked off my bike, smashed my face against the pavement and walked the 200m home covered in blood- a bus stop full of people ignored me.

On the up side... I helped a girl who feinted on the tube and lots of people have woken my up late at night so I got off at the right stop... I suppose there are some good people out there.

purplerose

Sorry to hear that Introuble28, hope your ankle gets better soon. I was crossing the street in Glasgow in February. It was dark and I tripped over a pothole and fell all sprawled out in the middle of the road, I stopped traffic and everything! Folk just went around me or stepped over me, I managed to get myself up and hop to the other side of the road and not one person helped. Some guy even pointed and laughed.

I'd always stop to at the very least ask if someone is ok.

Velcro_Hotdog

Makes my blood boil when someone is in need and know one makes any effort to help. I hope that Karma is real and it come back to bite all the ignorant passers by in the !!!.