A good samaritan – (not me)

I have decided to repost some of my old blog posts from the distant past when I was working as a School Librarian. Kids do the funniest things and I really enjoyed working in a school. Posts may be edited from the original blog. So this is part of a series from my old Batty Librarian Blog…

Front of yellow truck in a blurWalking to the bus stop from my school is not a long one. I can usually do it in about 6 minutes if I walk a bit faster. I rushed to the bus stop today and just missed the bus going the other way. Not a big deal as it turns around further down the road and picks me up to take me town after a few minutes.

Anyway, there I was standing squinting with all my might down the road for some head start to when it is coming. I’ve had bus drivers just drive past me in the past becaue I haven’t put my arm out quick enough. The problem is I can’t see the bus until it gets quite close, so its a bit stressful and requires a bit of concentration.

So you’ll understand why I didn’t spot it immediately. To someone of, shall we say, limited vision such as myself it just looked like a pile of clothes. I did stare at it for a couple of seconds to see if it moved – it didn’t so I figured it was a pile of clothes after all. There is no WAY I’m getting closer to have a look. I’m partially sighted, slightly overweight with asthma. If that isn’t a pile of clothes and something dodgy then there is no chance I will be able to get away.

Squinting hard into the distance, well a few yards to you guys, a large taxi draws up beside me.

Hello love, is he OK?”
I don’t know, it hasn’t moved.” I say.

The taxi driver gets out and walkd over the pile. He talks really loudly,

awriBusinessman talking to homeless man on city streetght mate? Are you OK?:
I’, righ, leave me alone” comes the muffled reply.
The driver pulls him a little.
Why are you sleeping in the bus stop?”
s’tired” he mumbled.

The driver gives up and walks over to me.

He’s drunk.”
Shall I call an ambulance” I ask, remembering I have my mobile on my which I actually remembered to charge last night.
No, I’ll call the police.”

The bus came, I got on and that was that. My little adventure for today.


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