I got stuck today. It wasn’t the first time I’ve been stuck and it definitely won’t be the last.

The person I was with when I got stuck was unable to help me and so I called someone who could. While I was on the phone to the person who was able to help me some people came past and heard that I was stuck and offered to help me. They were able to help me and I was able to get home without having to call anyone to come rescue me. I’m really glad but I didn’t even want to come get me and grateful that they were able to help. But this isn’t really what I want to write about.

What I really want to write about, is something that the people who helped me said after they had helped me. Before I mention what this was, I want to say that I know they didn’t mean anything bad by what they said. And I’m very glad that they were able and willing to help me when I needed it.

One of the group mentioned that they’ve been unable to fix something earlier that day. And that they felt like they needed to do something good in the day to make up for being able to do what they couldn’t do earlier. You can see where this is going right? I was that good deed for them to complete today.

Well, the most important thing is that I’m obviously safe and well, and it is good that they feel good for helping someone. This kind of thought process does worry me a little bit.

I guess I just don’t like the idea of being someone’s good deed, a tick box thing for someone to do. How many people in wheelchairs if you have you helped lately? That type of thing.

I hope one day we can get to a point we’re helping people is not about how good it makes us feel. But maybe that’s a little too optimistic.