OK. Embarrassed só namechange. So I fell over in the road yesterday, just as I reached the curb, whilst carrying 3 bags of groceries.
Bags went everywhere, ended up flat in the road, with blood on knee and scraped hands.
Sat on curb, shaken, next to 3 men, maybe 30s....who carried on chatting. They were inches behind me.
Am old lady asked if I was okay and in shock I just pointed at the men and "look at these 3 chatting" . She was in disbelief as well.
I had to ask them to help me up, one did. But all the time just acting as if everything was normal. I picked up the bags myself... I got to my front door, only about 10 feet away.. Realised my glasses had fallen off. A man (not one of the 3), saw my glasses, picked them up and gave them to me.
I burst into tears when I got in.
So I've got scraped hands, a bloody knee. Bad neck pains as my head went back when I fell. Also a broken pair of sandles
I haven't been out today... Kinda scared I might trip again. I'm 60. I said to them that they could have least have picked up the groceries, (Thinking, yknow, if they didn't want to touch me.)
How can anyone resist helping someone like that? AIBU for still being upset over 24 hours after it happened?