Hello Dear Reader,
If you don't like swearing then stop reading.
You've been warned!!!!
When things happen to us or right in front of us, we can often think we were in the wrong place at the wrong time. I take the opposite point of view. Some things are not choices, we just have to do what we have to do.
I thought everyone thought the same!
I was obviously wrong!
In my lunch break, I had to pop to the cashpoint and take out some money for shopping after work. As I walked, I could see a young woman repeatedly approach people around the cashpoint. As I got closer, it became increasingly apparent that the woman had a slight learning disability. I was more concerned for her than the people she was approaching. I got close enough to hear her asking people to help her. Naively, I thought that someone would as she was obviously vulnerable in some way.
No one did.
I went straight to her and asked her if I could help. She simply wanted someone to help her to take money out of the cashpoint.
She couldn't read.
She couldn't use the machine.
It took me a few seconds to help her. I used some gently questioning and got her to do it for herself.
"Which word looks like money?" I said pointing to the machine that offered, balance, transfer, cash and so on,
"Cash" she said. I told her to push that button and try and remember that word.
We then went through the options of which amount of cash she wanted. It confused and upset her as she couldn't read numbers.
She got the right amount of money.
She was young and this pressed every mummy button I own. I made a point to taking her into the post office and showing her how to go up to the customer service and getting them to help her.
Anyone could have take her money today.
This incident left me feeling so pissed off! I was angry at the people who walked by and angry at the lack of care for this woman. I was also angry that she didn't have the basic skills to function in society. Anyone could take advantage of her.
All this by 12.35!!!!
Move the clock on to twenty past three in the afternoon and I was returning from an appointment.
I turned a corner and sitting there in the middle of the pavement, with people stepping round her and almost over her was another young woman. She may have been around twenty years old.
In the words of Led Zeppelin, she was dazed and confused.(Not obviously drunk, no smell of anything dodgy)
Again, not one person went to help her!
I helped her to her feet and found out she just wanted to get to her accommodation across the road.
Had she not lived so close then I would have called for an ambulance. She didn't want that and wanted to go home.
As she walked she was vomitting and obviously really ill.
A couple came up, I assumed as she needed help.
Instead, this is what I heard.
"Leave her love, she's a scabby fucking junkie from ******"
I didn't, I just physically steadied her and helped her get home. The staff where she lived took over from there.
The worst bit, Mr and Mrs Jeremy Kyle show berated that poor woman as I helped her across the road.
" You chatty minging bitch!"
"Fucking dirty junkie"
I just hoped they were directing that at me and not that poor young woman.
They weren't there when I came out of the building.
I just hope they fuck off and when they get there, I just hope they fuck off a bit further!
Some people are just assholes!
Sadly, it can only get worse as the most vulnerable in our society stumble around the streets, just hoping that someone helps them.
I blame the cuts.
Over to you Dear Reader, feel free to say what you like about the vile people! I on the other hand have a very heavy heart tonight. I hope they are both ok.
You're in my prayers ladies xxx
Until tomorrow,
Love Froogs xxxx
If you don't like swearing then stop reading.
You've been warned!!!!
When things happen to us or right in front of us, we can often think we were in the wrong place at the wrong time. I take the opposite point of view. Some things are not choices, we just have to do what we have to do.
I thought everyone thought the same!
I was obviously wrong!
In my lunch break, I had to pop to the cashpoint and take out some money for shopping after work. As I walked, I could see a young woman repeatedly approach people around the cashpoint. As I got closer, it became increasingly apparent that the woman had a slight learning disability. I was more concerned for her than the people she was approaching. I got close enough to hear her asking people to help her. Naively, I thought that someone would as she was obviously vulnerable in some way.
No one did.
I went straight to her and asked her if I could help. She simply wanted someone to help her to take money out of the cashpoint.
She couldn't read.
She couldn't use the machine.
It took me a few seconds to help her. I used some gently questioning and got her to do it for herself.
"Which word looks like money?" I said pointing to the machine that offered, balance, transfer, cash and so on,
"Cash" she said. I told her to push that button and try and remember that word.
We then went through the options of which amount of cash she wanted. It confused and upset her as she couldn't read numbers.
She got the right amount of money.
She was young and this pressed every mummy button I own. I made a point to taking her into the post office and showing her how to go up to the customer service and getting them to help her.
Anyone could have take her money today.
This incident left me feeling so pissed off! I was angry at the people who walked by and angry at the lack of care for this woman. I was also angry that she didn't have the basic skills to function in society. Anyone could take advantage of her.
All this by 12.35!!!!
Move the clock on to twenty past three in the afternoon and I was returning from an appointment.
I turned a corner and sitting there in the middle of the pavement, with people stepping round her and almost over her was another young woman. She may have been around twenty years old.
In the words of Led Zeppelin, she was dazed and confused.(Not obviously drunk, no smell of anything dodgy)
Again, not one person went to help her!
I helped her to her feet and found out she just wanted to get to her accommodation across the road.
Had she not lived so close then I would have called for an ambulance. She didn't want that and wanted to go home.
As she walked she was vomitting and obviously really ill.
A couple came up, I assumed as she needed help.
Instead, this is what I heard.
"Leave her love, she's a scabby fucking junkie from ******"
I didn't, I just physically steadied her and helped her get home. The staff where she lived took over from there.
The worst bit, Mr and Mrs Jeremy Kyle show berated that poor woman as I helped her across the road.
" You chatty minging bitch!"
"Fucking dirty junkie"
I just hoped they were directing that at me and not that poor young woman.
They weren't there when I came out of the building.
I just hope they fuck off and when they get there, I just hope they fuck off a bit further!
Some people are just assholes!
Sadly, it can only get worse as the most vulnerable in our society stumble around the streets, just hoping that someone helps them.
I blame the cuts.
Over to you Dear Reader, feel free to say what you like about the vile people! I on the other hand have a very heavy heart tonight. I hope they are both ok.
You're in my prayers ladies xxx
Until tomorrow,
Love Froogs xxxx