I've been kinda stressed out lately, no more than anyone else really. So I haven't really been eating regularly and I'm getting over a cold. This morning I was crammed, sardine-style into the downtown 5 train when we hit some delays. The normally 3-4 minute ride from 59th St to Grand Central stretched over 10 minutes and I was getting hot. And weak. And...
Fade to black
I woke up on the platform at Grand Central (SRSLY EEW). Someone put down a newspaper, which I very much appreciate. There was an annoyed-looking MTA worker in an orange vest standing a few feet away and a woman crouching over me. Everyone else blurred past me, hurrying to get to work on time.
The woman called me Sweetie and asked me if I was alright, what day it is, who the president is, etc. She helped me up, walked me upstairs and bought me a juice after I incoherently explained that my blood sugar was a little low. Then I realized I didn't have my bag with my wallet/cell phone/ipod inside. She was carrying it for me.
As my disorientation cleared and I felt I could get on by myself, I asked her name. "It's Aida," she said, "and I hope you feel better." And then she left. I just stood there for a minute, incredulous that a complete stranger would take time out of her morning commute to help me, just when I was really questioning my faith in humanity.
Thanks Aida.
7 comments:
Wow I can't believe you didn't get robbed!! Someone has a guardian angel!!
That is excellent proof of good humanity. Wow. Thank you Aida from all of us.
Great points, both of you. Also, you'll be glad to know that I remained conscious throughout my entire commute this morning.
Wow...just...wow.
And in NYC, no less! I hear that doesn't happen too often. :) EAT!
She's a great example of what it takes to be a happy person. If we give, not only does it come back to us tenfold, but it makes us feel good that we helped someone out.
Now you get to pay it forward. Cool!
WOW!
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