Yesterday was market day in Milas. We are economising as much as we can now that Mr A isn't working, so we try to go into Milas just once a week and do everything we need to do during that trip.
We were just passing the large Carrefour supermarket on the outskirts of the town when we spotted a woman sprawled out in front of the supermarket. Mr A slammed on the brakes and we both rushed over to help her. There is a ridiculously low metal barrier along the front of the shop which is dangerous. The woman had tripped over it and fallen quite heavily. I have tripped over it myself before now and I am sure countless others have done the same.
Having established that she had not lost consciousness and was able to sit up, we helped her to her feet. I stayed with her and Mr A went off to find her husband in the supermarket. He emerged 10 minutes later and they got into their car.
We got into our truck...but didn't drive off.. Having braked so hard, the starter motor had jammed. Mr A ran back to the man and woman in the car and asked the man if he could give us a push so that we could get the truck going. "Sorry, we are in a hurry" he replied, and with no word of thanks for helping his wife, and an unwillingness to help us, off he drove.
Mr A crossed the road to where two men were working on a building site and asked them to help. Sorry, they were busy and couldn't leave their work. Eventually a waiter from a nearby restaurant came out and gave us a push. We then had to drive to a repair shop and have a new starter motor fitted.
If we hadn't braked so hard to stop and give assistance to someone who needed it, perhaps we wouldn't have had a problem with the car. Nevertheless, it does make you wonder sometimes whether we should be so willing to help others.