After picking up a bite to eat one evening this week, I noticed a minivan stranded in the road. I thought about seeing what I could do to help, and then I noticed that in the minivan were two large, strong young men lounging around there, apparently just waiting. They could have pushed the minivan to the shoulder without breaking a sweat, even on a 90 degree day, but they were just sitting there waiting for whatever.
I don't know how to feel about it, but I didn't stop. Something about contemplating what might be up with two able bodied young men not taking responsibility for their own car made me think twice about whether it would be a good idea to help them.
If anybody's out there reading, let me know what you might do.
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