I’m out at a lunch truck when suddenly all the cars at the nearest intersection start blaring their horns in unison. Before I even know what’s happening, a person in their 50s or 60s runs out into traffic.
Person: they have to get the hell out of the way, there’s an ambulance coming!
The ambulance is halfway down the block, and it can’t penetrate the traffic. Person jumps into the intersection, waving their arms around to stop the other street so the cars can clear out. They do so successfully, and the ambulance makes its way through.
Meanwhile, another similarly aged person is standing on the street corner.
Similarly-aged person: hmmph. That is not my job. No. That’s not my job!
The ambulance is now gone.
Similarly-aged person: That’s not my job.
Nobody is even talking to this person
Similarly-aged person: that’s not my job.
Me: WE GET IT, YOU’RE NOT COMMITTED TO CIVIL SERVICE