I’m reminded of a story somebody shared on reddit years ago.

An arborist, working with his team. One of his crew had the chainsaw kick and come back and severely main him. He’s bleeding so fucking fast. They need to get him to hospital, and they can’t afford to wait for the ambulance to arrive.

The woman in front won’t let them past. She’s going slower and slower to make a point. They’re honking at her, but she lines up with another lane to box them in. That car slows down too.

The guy is fading fast.theyre using his shirt to staunch the blood, but it’s not enough. After several minutes, they finally have an opening they can take. They speed past her little car, throwing the bloodsoaked shirt out the window to slap wetly on her windshield.

They meet up with emergency services - first, a cop. The woman pulls over to talk to the cop about their reckless driving. While arguing, the ambulance arrives. The injured crew member, and the storyteller, are taken to hospital.

It’s too late. He dies.

…don’t fuck around man. You never know. It’s no worth it. Do the safe thing and make space or pull over. Safety over spite.