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People.
A woman tripped over about five metres ahead of me just before, on the walk from work to the train station. It was nothing too serious, she grazed her knee lightly but that's it, but what shat me is that everyone else between me and her (probably ten people at least; it's peak hour afterall) didn't even bother to stop and check if she was okay, and in fact some performed some pretty cute footwork to avoid her much how you might with an inanimate object blocking the footpath.
Is it really that hard to stop and ask someone if they're okay?
A woman tripped over about five metres ahead of me just before, on the walk from work to the train station. It was nothing too serious, she grazed her knee lightly but that's it, but what shat me is that everyone else between me and her (probably ten people at least; it's peak hour afterall) didn't even bother to stop and check if she was okay, and in fact some performed some pretty cute footwork to avoid her much how you might with an inanimate object blocking the footpath.
Is it really that hard to stop and ask someone if they're okay?

