As I was driving home from the gym today, I saw a late-model car pulled halfway around the corner of the main street and a side street with the flashers on. The driver was sitting with an angry but resigned look on his face.
I didn't really think much about it; most people nowadays have cell phones and would make a call for help themselves. However, as I drove away my conscience bothered me. What if the person didn't have a phone, or had forgotten it today? The police make fairly regular patrols through the area, but if the shoe was on the other foot I would like help sooner rather than later. TodayI called 911 and reported a stalled car.
I actually wasn't sure if a stalled call was a real emergency, but I decided that I'd let the dispatcher make that decision. It was rainy, and the pavement was wet. If another driver wasn't paying attention, they could drive right into the stalled car. I gave the cross streets of the car, and made sure the dispatcher knew that there was no one hurt. She said that she would send someone right away.
I drove away feeling like I'd done the right thing.