I can be. The other day, I was driving on a 70mph road and the lead car two in front hit a young deer. She had tried her best to avoid it but there was nothing she could do.
She pulled over with her signals flashing and as I went past I realised no one was going to stop, and then I had the thought of that happening to my wife, who is a vegetarian and would have been in bits, so I pulled over and ran back to check on her.
She was crying and shaking, I asked her to drop the window a bit and if she was ok. I told her it wasn’t her fault and she should take as long as needed before driving, and that I would be in my car if needed.
I had my lunch and her husband soon arrived, coming to thank me, which I wasn’t expecting. They were very nice and it was very sad and I was slightly emotional. They left eventually and I carried on with my day.
I can be. The other day, I was driving on a 70mph road and the lead car two in front hit a young deer. She had tried her best to avoid it but there was nothing she could do.
She pulled over with her signals flashing and as I went past I realised no one was going to stop, and then I had the thought of that happening to my wife, who is a vegetarian and would have been in bits, so I pulled over and ran back to check on her.
She was crying and shaking, I asked her to drop the window a bit and if she was ok. I told her it wasn’t her fault and she should take as long as needed before driving, and that I would be in my car if needed.
I had my lunch and her husband soon arrived, coming to thank me, which I wasn’t expecting. They were very nice and it was very sad and I was slightly emotional. They left eventually and I carried on with my day.
I can be grumpy as fuck, though.
You aren’t grumpy. You’re just conserving your emotional bandwidth for when it is really needed.
That’s how I choose to interpret this, anyway.