Daily Prompt: Stranded
You’re stranded in a foreign city for a day with no money and no friends. Where do you go; what do you do?
I guess I woke up with amnesia.
What? No breakfast? And what, no lunch?
I have a hat so I will sit against a building looking forlorn, whilst holding the hat out. This boils down to trusting people to help. Will anyone deposit coins?
I walk until I find a bench to rest upon and can watch the lucky, well-heeled, well-fed people strolling by. Maybe someone having a sandwich lunch will sit next to me and be willing to share. This boils down to trusting people of course.
I try to make a friend. A friend will definitely help. How does one make a friend when one does not speak the language? Surely I can find someone to listen to my tale of woe who wishes to help, and maybe take me home for dinner? This means trusting people again.
Oh, there’s a police officer just down the street! Even if he arrests me, at least I will have food and shelter until the day is done. Mom taught me the keepers of the law are there to help.
Moral of the Story:
Appeal to the goodness of mankind. It’s the key to survival.
Otherwise, just stick things out.
Tomorrow is another day.
Virginia Views 