A Cold Heart in A Cold Day

Today I was just finished with my training in Le Meridien Hotel in Sudirman, and I was waiting for my Uber to arrive. It was taking longer than expected. I just stood on the sidewalk with a recently won book in hand, reading to kill the time.

Many people passed by, and I grew suspicious of each and everyone of them. An old man then approached me slowly while still at a comfortable distance.

Old Man: “Miss, can you help me?”

I wasn’t thinking about it, but I shooked my head. Seconds later, I was surprised at my own reaction. He then left me to my own devices. I was stunned by my own cold-heartedness. I mean, he hadn’t even said what he needed help with and I just sent him away. I was surprised at the person I’ve become. Subconsciously, I automatically assumed he wanted to scam me which might be based on my own experiences in the past. Was he trying to scam me? Maybe. But I shouldn’t have declined without at least getting more information. Is Jakarta shedding my humanity?

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