Yesterday, as we left our hotel, I carried Andy thru the lobby ’cause he had a fever. There were a lot of people–it was check-out time for the guests & the hotel was hosting some nationwide Model/Talent Search. Without any warning, Andy starting throwing up on himself, me, the lobby floor & the Poinsettia garden in front of us. In between his 3rd & 4th projectile-vomit blow, I summoned the garden caretaker to please get us a garbage bag. That’s when I noticed many people walking by, staring but not stopping. Now we were in the middle of a main thoroughfare, so if I had to guess, I’d say 15 people passed us by. I’m not angry they didn’t stop, but as the day went on, I flashbacked often, asking myself, “Would I have stopped? Throwing-up is totally gross & it’s also not life-threatening, so I’m curious: what’s the Good Samaritan etiquette for something like this?