New York, New York, it's a hell of a town...

.... the strangers are nice when my sister falls down. (Okay, so I changed the lyrics)

I called my mom today, just to say hi and see how things were going, and she asked me if I had heard about what happened to my sister this morning. Since it was about 8am here, I obviously hadn't, but I suspected it involved some hilarious mix-up or some ridiculous drama. My sister's personal life sometimes reminds me of Seinfeld episodes- always a little adventurous in a very comical way.

Anyway, she then told me this story about how my sister (we'll call her T) was leaving the subway and walking up the steps. T fell and thought, ouch, that hurts- I think she may have been more embarassed about the fact that she fell UP the stairs. When she got up, she realized that there was blood on the steps and it was also pouring down her pants and there was a cut on her leg. Yuuuuuuck...

Fortunately, some lady saw what had happened and gave T some tissues to blot the cut. Another man helped her hail a cab and told the cabbie to take her to St. Luke's. The cabbie took her straight to the ER there, got a wheelchair for her, and didn't charge her a dime!

Now, I know NYC gets a bad rap sometimes. Sure, there are lots of gangs, crime, violence, young men who say nasty things to you on the subway (I speak of experience), etc., but I really believe that most NYers are willing to help someone who needs it and they have just a little compassion for a stranger. Although, I'm sure if T was A LOT uglier and dressed like a bum, they might be a little more reluctant to help out!

My point is, I have a renewed faith in NYers. Even though their baseball team is lame. :) *Sorry, couldn't help it!