Americans at their silliest... In Trenton, NJ, some 35 years ago, I was walking briskly through a fairly deserted part of town, but in broad daylight, slowly overtaking a middle-aged woman. As I drew nearer she began to accelerate and look tense. The pavement was in poor condition and she tripped over a projecting flagstone or something and fell quite heavily, tearing her stockings and abrading her knee. I rushed up to help her to her feet and found her in a state of stark terror, having feared perhaps that I was a Wicked Man. My exotic accent only made things worse. She was more concerned to pull her skirt down in her recumbent position than to get back on her feet. She didn't thank me for trying to help her up and didn't seem to understand a word I said. Total, but total, idiot.
It's dangerous to do anything else when walking even when you are quite young. In my twenties I walked into a lamp post while looking at the lower regions of a car - can't remember what it was or why I wanted to look under it - and apologised profusely to the lamp post before noticing what it was.
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