I went outside of the subway station, changing the mp3 and got pushed aside by a young dude running into the station. Thats nothing unusual, so i didnt bother calling him bad names or throw my shoes after him. But when i looked back to my way, i saw a man laying behind the corner of the station. Next to him were several empty beer cans, smoked cigarettes, and a gross fluid created a little sea next to his head. I turned around to see if someone else noticed him. Everyone noticed him. Noone wants to see something like that, obviously none of the youngsters or workaloholics bothered anyways. I got a bit closer to the man, observing him. He didnt seem to breath, i didnt see his chest moving up and down, only saw his mouth wide open and closed eyes. Now the stupidity and lack of social behaviour starts. Instead of asking him if he is alright, i went back into the station looking for the subway-security. Found the woman in her cabine, and told her about a seeminly unconciousness man laying outside. She nodded and followed me back to this poor guy. With a face that showed more routine than anything else, she touched the body with one of her feet asking the man to wake up. Nothing happened. I felt the need to take my mobile and call the ambulance. She pushed him a little bit more harsh than before, and he finally opened his eyes. I didnt hear what she said, and i couldnt stand there anymore and left. She probably told him to leave this area, and take the empty beer cans with him. She probably told him not to stay here any longer. What makes me mad is the thought that he simply slept there and i managed to get him sent away. I didnt mind him laying there, but since he wasnt moving at all i was scared he might have passed out - or worse - died. I am feeling sorry for him now. I shouldnt have acted like a scared little girl and ran for the security, but should have talked to him myself.