if there was a problem, yo, i'll solve it

When bad things happen (not terrible things, but bad things) the majority of people will fall into one of three groups.

The first group is full of people who are constantly ready for action. They know what to do and they're not afraid to do it. These people are both lucky and cursed - they are prepared for anything, but they also bear the responsibility of having to be that way.

The second group, unsurprisingly, is full of people who are the complete opposite. They panic, which leads to them becoming all useless limbs and gaping mouths. They are almost no help at all, and again, they are neither better or worse off for this character trait. Usually (hopefully) there will be someone else to clean up the mess, but they still have to deal with the guilt of slipping into the on-looking crowd.

It's the third group, though, that I feel sorry for most of all. Forever tripping over curbs, fainting on trains and falling down stairs - someone needs to give these guys a break, and a little more than 30 minutes of their attention.