This just happened today, and I had to post about it somewhere.
I went over to an acquaintance's to have my hair done, as I do regularly. After it was done, we were talking about this and that when she told me something that I still can't believe.
She said that she saw a clean, well-dressed couple on a tram with a baby about three months old. The woman slowly leaned forward and passed out. The man shortly followed suit. They didn't wake up when the tram came to the next stop. "Heroin," my acquaintance told me.
So, she was just telling me that she saw the parents of a young baby pass out on public transportation from what she believed to be heroin use.
"Did you call the police?" I asked.
And here's where it goes into the unbelievable.
"No," she said, "I don't trust the authorities."
When I was sure she had really said what I thought she had said, I pointed out, "That baby is going to die."
She actually believes that it would be worse to get the authorities involved than to leave a baby with two people who may be using drugs - who, at the very least, were unconscious in public when the baby was with them. And if they are on heroin, as she thinks, how much longer will it be before they're neglecting the baby for their next fix, if they aren't already?
I realized that she was going to stand by her decision not to involve the authorities, so I said, "I don't want to talk about this anymore."
"Well, the reason is..."
"I don't care! The reasons don't matter!"
As I gathered my things, we kept talking over each other:
"The authorities in the States..."
"I don't want to hear about it!"
"Just listen to me for a minute..."
"No!"
"But the reason is..."
"I don't care!"
I put on my coat, grabbed my bag, and left. As I headed for the stairs, she opened the door and said, "Thank you, Eireann."
How she meant that, I don't know. But I don't think I'll be seeing her again. I just can't be around someone who makes that kind of a decision.
I went over to an acquaintance's to have my hair done, as I do regularly. After it was done, we were talking about this and that when she told me something that I still can't believe.
She said that she saw a clean, well-dressed couple on a tram with a baby about three months old. The woman slowly leaned forward and passed out. The man shortly followed suit. They didn't wake up when the tram came to the next stop. "Heroin," my acquaintance told me.
So, she was just telling me that she saw the parents of a young baby pass out on public transportation from what she believed to be heroin use.
"Did you call the police?" I asked.
And here's where it goes into the unbelievable.
"No," she said, "I don't trust the authorities."
When I was sure she had really said what I thought she had said, I pointed out, "That baby is going to die."
She actually believes that it would be worse to get the authorities involved than to leave a baby with two people who may be using drugs - who, at the very least, were unconscious in public when the baby was with them. And if they are on heroin, as she thinks, how much longer will it be before they're neglecting the baby for their next fix, if they aren't already?
I realized that she was going to stand by her decision not to involve the authorities, so I said, "I don't want to talk about this anymore."
"Well, the reason is..."
"I don't care! The reasons don't matter!"
As I gathered my things, we kept talking over each other:
"The authorities in the States..."
"I don't want to hear about it!"
"Just listen to me for a minute..."
"No!"
"But the reason is..."
"I don't care!"
I put on my coat, grabbed my bag, and left. As I headed for the stairs, she opened the door and said, "Thank you, Eireann."
How she meant that, I don't know. But I don't think I'll be seeing her again. I just can't be around someone who makes that kind of a decision.
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