In my case I was 16 or 17, it was my first job, and the food "saboteur" was the grumpy asst. manager. I wasn't about to lose my first job by tattling, that would be a sad way to go.
I do like how in your book this equates to the downfall of America. It's refreshing to hear someone that believes that simple evils like this have a profound influence. Usually people don't sweat the small stuff, but you take it to a new level of concern, and your patriotism is commendable. :thumbsup:
Well I was pretty vocal even prior to that age when I saw problems. Part of this was why I advanced quickly in the banking industry. I wasn't afraid to go to someone's boss if they didn't get their act straight. I knew asshats with a stack of filing to do that would grab the next 5 documents each time and stick those in the first documents file. I never understood that. It's not like the next day there would suddenly be nothing else to file...you are getting paid 9-5 to do it.
What I find is the real reason no one says anything is everyone is a fucking coward. People believe if you call 911 somehow the 'criminal' is going to be able to find out about you and come and shoot you. The sad part is calling 911 can bring a social stigma sometimes from certain people thinking you are just butting in (because they feel uncomfortable about doing it themselves).
I am sorry but if I see some dude trying to break into a car, or a dog going apeshit because their owner left them in a car with the windows all sealed shut; I am either going to do something or call someone.
I walk my dogs each morning and cover a lot of ground. Most of my phone calls have just been someone leaving a door open but so far 2 times there were burglaries that had occured. Finding this out sooner vs later is always better. Also I called on one domestic dispute, I tried to break it up myself but the dudes friends all jumped in. My dog was all of 6 months at the time so I am sure they'd have targetted him. No need to play a hero when our police station is 2 minutes from anywhere in the neighborhood.
They were there before I even got 5 houses down. By that time he was beating the living crap out of this chick. He ended up breaking her cheekbone and had crushed her windpipe.
But yeah I guess I may have just been nosy.