a bit disheartening

so i was watching tv last night and one of the characters was outside with a cup of coffee. someone screamed from the side "this woman is still breathing!" and he dropped his coffee and ran to help. here's the sad part~ i knew as i was watching that i would have looked for a place to *set* my coffee down THEN run over to help the lady. is this the semi-clean girl in me or the ultra-selfish beeotch? if it was indoors i think i could pawn off this behavior to not wanting to make a mess on the floor. but it was outside! who cares?! apparently i do, about my coffee! i figure that i at least recognized my selfishness and can change it? maybe? hopefully? ok, seriously, did i just blog about a tv scene?