I Think I Was Right

I was sitting, drinking coffee, stairing out a window when a man stumbled by holding up his right hand. In it, he was grasping a napkin soaked in blood. I was alarmed and confused and my first reaction was to think about helping him. So I slowly reached for my cell phone, reasoning that I myself would most likely be of no help. Leave this to the professionals. Just then he stopped walking and reached into his pocket with the only hand he had left, his left hand.. OK I thought, he's probably going to make the call himself. I put my phone away and watched intently. Instead of a cell phone though he removes a cigarette and lighter. As I watched the bleeding man clumsily light his cigarrette I decided that if he didn't deem this an emergency, why should I, so I went back to sitting, drinking coffee, stairing out the window.