Friday, June 29, 2012


I felt pity for the old man, he had struggled a lot with his condition and now needed help.

He needed somebody to be by his side, to help him with the necessary running around required to get him back to health.

Pulling his phone out of his pocket, he pleaded with me to speak to his son who he needed to come to his aid. Reluctantly, I collected the phone and spoke with his son:

Me: "Your father is in the Emergency Room, he's not too good and needs you to come take care of him"

Son: "He knows the kind of work I do, I can't leave my work to come to the Hospital."

#Ok Bye.

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