Last Tuesday, while waiting in line due to construction on Sunnyside Boulevard on my way home to Marysville, I witnessed a pretty serious accident. It began about 10 feet from my car and ended about 10 feet behind me, with its closest point not even two feet away from my door.
To my dismay, only I and another man got out of our vehicles to check on the drivers that had just collided. Without hesitation I got out of my car to check on the occupants, help direct traffic, assist law enforcement and medics. Not one other person stopped to help.
I realize we all were in a hurry to get home, and having to deal with construction traffic and now a car accident just didn’t fit into our plans. I know this because there were people yelling obscenities at me as I was trying to help direct traffic. I know it was hot out and people were tired, but there was no reason for those of you who honked your horns, flipped me off and called me a fat cow just because my helping with the accident added time or distance to your commute.
Heaven forbid that this incident affected your drive home. I am disgusted by how incredibly unsympathetic our society has become. We seem to think it’s OK to treat people poorly — not just me because I was helping and was an easy mark to take your frustrations out on, but those involved in this accident. They deserved your patience or at the very least, some form of common decency. I am ashamed at how juvenile your actions were. We all deserve better.
Deb Carlsen
Marysville
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