Sunday, August 14, 2016

Why I Refused to Help an Honest Stranger




Welcome back lovelies! 

So this week's post is going to be a "So this happened" post. Where I share events that happen in my life and what I learn from them, if anything.. :)



Warning:

I wrote this in an hour at 10pm because I was feeling inspired to share this with you.



Let's rewind back to two weeks ago in the Walmart Parking lot...


I had just walked out of Wal-Mart and I was opening my car door to put the things that I just purchased in the back seat of my car, when I noticed this younger guy walking towards me.. with all the craziness in the world I have been paying more attention to my surroundings...

He was extremely tall, had big crazy blonde curly hair.... He looked a lot like a white version Corbin Bleu in High School musical..



My first thought was he was just going to walk right past me, like why would he come up to me? We don't know each other.

Instead, he walks right up to my car and said "Hey can you help me jump start my car?" 
That is when I realized that he had an accent so I knew he was not from around here.


Disclaimer: I was not creeped out by his appearance, I was creeped out because he walked up to me, a female, who is alone, to help with "car trouble" when there were about 10 men in the parking lot that were probably more capable of helping him than me. So my first thought was "Omg this guy is going to kidnap me or kill me."

Red flag? Maybe I just over think every situation, I don't know. 

I immediately and firmly told him "NO", got into my car, and locked the doors and called 911...


 Kidding! I did not call 911 lol.

I sat in my car and I watched him walk up to a Wal-Mart cart pusher to ask for help while pointing to a car that had its hood up, obviously his..I didn't notice it before (so much for paying attention to my surroundings)... 

Obviously this guy was telling the truth about needing help with his vehicle.

Most of you probably think "wow, you're a bitch for not helping him." Or you think that I should feel bad for not being a good person and helping him out.



 Well, I am sorry to burst your bubble but I didn't feel bad. Honestly I felt relieved that I didn't just come in contact with a crazy murderer rapist sex trafficking asshole or another threat to our community. The world has enough violent acts against innocent people. 



This made me realize that all of the hate and violence in the world has made me so paranoid I can't even help others or even accept help from strangers. God forbid I am ever stuck on the side of the road, I'd freak out if someone pulled over to help me lol.

So can we all do each other a favor and stick to the golden rule?


I'd like to go back to feeling safe when I leave my house.


I hope you understand what I am trying to say!
#dontbeashittyperson

Megan










7 comments:

  1. I probably would have done the same in the States... but since we have moved to Norway I am less paranoid so it has changed my view back to the way they were before.

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  2. Years ago I read an article about rape victims and a large majority of the women had a bad feeling about the guy but ignored it out of politeness. I live in South Africa where crime is rampant, you did the right thing, it is always better to err on the side of caution.

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  3. I can certainly understand your reaction. With all the bad and sad new around us, we can't help but think these thoughts. Who was it that said it's better to be safe than polite? I don't remember but yeah, no judgements here. I also just wish there was less bad and sad news in the world though!

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  4. your judgement on this is so onpoint, our views may differ on things but here you said it right as it is.

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  5. It's important to treat others as you'd want to be and not to get overzealous, but so is our own safety!

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