Would you have helped me?

Now, I disturb you today to share with you the small experience that almost ruined my day. There were good news and all tasks were accomplished afterwards and the day was saved. But the sour taste stays. Hence I feel like spreading the word. I have woken up today at around 6:30 as I needed to be at the hospital at 10:00. The amount of snow is quite huge in the last days so I took extra time. We left the parking lot few minutes before 8:00. The trip from our place to Pipera subway was not a smooth one, we had to get down and push the cars (not only ours), but eventually we got to the first destination. From there I got to Aviatorilor where I noticed I forgot my cell phone in the car. I needed the phone to call the doctor at the hospital, it's a big building, her name was save on the phone, I have never met her before, plus that we established I would call when I get there. Going back to the car didn't make sense, as Bogdan had the keys and there were great chances he had left by that time to the Police Office where he went for some paper work. Since I wasn't late and still had time to pick my phone I needed to call Bogdan, but hey, I had no phone, this was the reason I wanted to call him for. Let's just say that on a scale from 1 to 10 (1 meaning I didn't need a phone at all) it was 7.5. Inside the subway I have asked at least ten persons to let me use their phone: either to call for few seconds or just to "beep" so that I'll be called back. They were looking at me very suspiciously, not even trying to find a good excuse why they wouldn't help me. In the end I was lucky, a young guy let me use his phone, one could see clearly he also had his doubts. Letting aside the fact that I felt uncomfortable and asked myself if I looked that bad. I felt anger and disappointment. Where are the public phones? What happens to people? I don't judge them, it's partially explainable why they avoid being kind. They have heard or themselves had been the victims of fake similar situations. Were all ten of them victims to this kind of problems? Is this a reason not to help someone? Never mind, at the end of it all, the greatest anger I have is towards me. Since when am I so dependent on the mobile phone? Since when do I feel naked and unsure when I don't have it with me. You know what, I have always helped someone: with money or cell phone or kind words or infos and directions or a ride. There were times when I was hustled. There were times when my actions did help. I have never ceased to be responsive to ones needs. You know what?! People that wouldn't let me use your phone for one minute, although you have hundreds that you don't use. GFYS! I DON'T NEED YOUR FUCKING HELP! Out of ten, of hundred persons there will be one to help me and if not, there will always be another solution - not going to see the Doctor. Not the best, but still a solution.