Do You Think They Go Into Shock?

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Fri, 2004-03-26 23:38

I was driving out of my street this morning - I live in a small cul-de-sac - when on the corner I spotted a woman in her early sixties with a dog. Walking across the road was a fellow who walks a couple of Jack Russels around our neighbourhood. Now obviously I'm not going fast because I'm coming out of a small street, but all the same I slowed right down because I wasn't sure what the dog was going to do.

First of all it started barking and just as I drew level with it, it jumped right out into the road in front of the car. It was on one of those stretch leads, you know the type.

I stopped and allowed her to gain control of her dog. As I drove off, I looked at her out of the side window and she was staring wide-eyed at me. No sign of apology. No cheeky smile or wave as if to say "sorry", just a wide-eyed stare as if I'd attempted to run her dog over or called her the same name to her face that I was muttering under her breath.

What a cheeky cow. How come I knew what her dog was going to do before she did?

Do you think they go into some kind of shock when minor incidents like this happen?

I remember catching a woman who tripped over the bulkhead when walking through a door on a cruise ship. Big old sort, she was. Anyway I was coming from the opposite direction and just as she tripped I was able to catch her from taking a tumble. And she never even said thank you. She just stared at me with the same look the woman gave me this morning.

Some people are so rude. Do you think it's that they go into shock?

Sat, 2004-03-27 02:39

Vicky

I think thats exactly what happens Karl. I'm not a driver so I fit firmly in the pedestrian catagory... when I saw that I mean that people who don't drive only think about travelling that way cause the rest of the time someone else is doing the thinking for you... sort of a professional pedestrian i guess. Anyway most of the time I'm pretty safe and I've nevr (yet) had an accident (touch wood) but I've had a few near misses over the years. You don't generally see the person in the car you just see the car.. it's bigger than you are and faceless.. you can't appologise to a car, especially when most of the time they don't wait around anyway. Actually, once you've stopped panicking about what NEARLY happened you feel like a prize idiot and are far more worried about what the other pedestrians are thinking than what the driver (who's no doubt long gone) thought. It IS a kind of shock though... probably how you'd feel if you'd just had a near miss from a train going over a level crossing if you can imagine that?

Sat, 2004-03-27 08:21

mississippi

Firstly Karl, I'd have run her poxy dog over, that'd be one less four-legged shit-machine to foul the streets and parks. Secondly, she probably looked at you blank-faced because she expected you to shout abuse at her and was a little scared. The woman on the cruise ship probably stared at you because she resented you saving her from injury by catching her ample tits in your ample hands.

Sat, 2004-03-27 08:29

Liana

Good morning George!

Sat, 2004-03-27 09:11

mississippi

*smiles sweetly at pesky*

Sat, 2004-03-27 13:14

Karl Wiggins

George, the woman on the cruise liner's tits were certainly ample, I'll admit, but then so was her bum, so even though I'm quite partial to large boobs, it wasn't her tits that I grabbed hold of. Neither was it her bum. More like her shoulder and her arm. In much the same way I caught a 6' 3" basketball player as he came careering off the court last Saturday night. He completely poleaxed my little boy before crashing into me. Now if you placed this lady and the basketball player together in a line out, some people may be inclined to suggest that he'd be the coarser of the two, the more unfriendly. They'd feel more comfortable in the fat lady's presence. Yet as soon as he got a chance (during a penalty shoot) he looked over to me and enquired if my little boy was alright. He did it one more time during the game and afterwards, when all the kids hit the court to practice their own shots, came up and gave him a hug, checking once more that he was okay. He had a smashing smile and we shared a few words. I know who I'd rather spend time with.

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