September 24, 2009 by Marj Hatzell
So there I am, walking into the discount department store I despise most (because they cram their shelves and racks with stuff, it is TOTALLY NOT WHEELCHAIR ACCESSIBLE and their sales aren’t that great). I hang a left through the ladies section to get to appliances. I spot her. Cute as a button, looks just like what I always envisioned my daughter would look like. Red curls, princess dress on. Crying.
Crying. As in, sobbing.
“Mom-mom? MOM-MOM? Where are yoooooooo?” Over and over and over.
There are a ton of other shoppers around. I glance around. No one looks up. Everyone ignores her. She can’t be more than four.
I kneel down and ask her if she’s ok. She tells me she can’t find Mom-Mom. So she slips her sweet little hand in mine, stops crying and smiles when I tell her we are going to find a lady to help us find Mom-Mom. We walked over to the counter to ask the lady just as Mom-mom appears, frantic (and just about to ask the same lady to help her find the cute ginger). She thanks me profusely, the little girl smiles and waves. We part.
There had to be twenty other shoppers around. TWENTY. Not one looked up from what they were doing to find out if this little girl was ok.
So, what I want to know, Internets…
Would you have helped her? What would you have done? Are people so afraid to get involved when there is a crying child that they ignore it and look the other way? If this were a TRUE EMERGENCY, are they going to be that self-absorbed? Or would they help?
I’m hoping they were just side-tracked. It was difficult to ignore this poor child’s wails, I’ll tell you that. Maybe it’s because I’m so kid-focused or kid-centered that I stopped. Maybe because I’m the kind of person that would help a child and give up my own time. Or maybe there are that many douche bags in the world. I dunno. I just know it really irked me that no one else bothered to help.