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Earlier this evening, as I waited for David at the airport baggage claim, I watched a security guard trip over a bottle of water. After recovering from his stumble, he glanced down to identify the culprit, noticed the bottle, shrugged, and kept walking .

Standing there seething over the security guard's apathy, and glaring at each person who knowingly stepped over the bottle, it suddenly struck me that -- watching from the sidelines without considering the possibility that any one of the people I was actively hating might not see the bottle and might actually get hurt -- I was no better than any of them. Chiding myself for failing to act sooner, I scooped up the bottle and chucked it in the nearest trash can.

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