Blogging is not always easy as I am discovering. Topics do not come easy at times and I am often lazy and forget to write. But sometimes a topic just hits you. (Or in this case someone else.)
As in my original post in this blog I said "maybe I will save a beautiful princess". Well I had my opportunity tonight!
Time as I have observed is a very strange thing. It flows so slowly sometimes. Driving is often one of the places where time flows unusually slow. This was not one of those times. Pulling up routinely to Colorado Blvd. after a great film group meeting I was waiting to turn right, onto Colorado for my journey home.
Several things happened very quickly. First, as I am waiting for cars to go across the intersection I notice a red sedan turn rather close to a black sedan. Parts fly and the front end of the black sedan is crumpled. Fluid is dripping from the car.
Sitting in my car I am in shock. Trying to process what just happened and what I should do as a reaction to said event. Should I call 911 and drive off? Should I make sure this person is okay? Heroism in my opinion is not walking past what you see happening, but making a stand.
I hit the hazard lights and turned off my car. Running to the car the damage is more then I thought. The airbag has gone off. I notice its a woman in the drivers seat. Opening her door I ask her if she is "okay". She is clearly dazed and in shock.
Her car is in the middle of the road on Colorado. I tell her to put her car in neutral and to steer it while I pushed. Meanwhile a friend of hers runs up from a different car. She offers to help out with the pushing as we get it out of the intersection.
All of a sudden smoke is filling up the car. Pulling the car to the curb I tell the damsel she must exit her car-riage. Turning off the car she gets out and I finally see a beautiful young woman. Obviously upper class, she must be a princess!
Another lady (Older and a little heavier set) runs up to us. She says "Oh my gosh! I am so sorry are you okay?"
Apparently her foot had gotten stuck on the accelerator because of her flip-flops.(Don't wear them if you don't know how to use them lady) Another person arrives and is on the phone with 911. The situation is getting crowded and is stressful enough. I ask the innocent princess if she is "okay and sure she is not hurt" one last time before I head to my car to leave.
Slinking away into the night like a comic book hero I make my exit calling 911 to let them know what happened from my end of things. After getting off the phone however I kicked myself for playing the macho hero... I left without getting her phone number! Instead of acting the tough hero, I totally should have capitalized on the moment. Damsel in distress, knight in shining armor to rescue her. It was totally a recipe for fairy tale happily ever after and I totally botched it! Instead going for the "comic book hero" swoop in save the girl, swoop out before she has a chance to thank me for my heroic deeds. No wonder I don't have a date.
