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Describe a setback or ethical dilemma that you have faced. How did you resolve it? How did the outcome affect you? If something similar happens in the future, how would you react? (400 to 500 words, 3000 characters max)
Back in the summer of 2010, I was working as a waiter in a resort hotel. One evening there was a banquet in the restaurant. And my administrator was unable to manage it himself as he was occupied with another banquet, so he put me in charge of two other waiters and gave me a responsibility to manage and cater the banquet. Everything went well, all guests were satisfied.
We had a rule concerning banquets, whoever was in charge of it, had the right of distributing untouched leftovers among employees. I took fruits and everything else distributed to their tastes, vodkas for cooks, salads for cleaning maids. The remaining approximately 50 grams of caviar and a liter of whiskey I had to divide between the other waiters, Oserkhan and Dauren. I gave caviar to Oserkhan and whiskey to Dauren.
They happened to be the members of two rival gangs and had some history. Oserkhan strongly objected against my decision, even though I gave him caviar because he worked harder than Dauren. He wanted to give whiskey to the leader of his gang. But Dauren wanted to do the same.
They started arguing using explicit language. Then, Dauren grabbed the plate from the table and shattering it on Oserkhan's head. I immediately intervened and broke off their fight and after they settled down I told them to clean up the mess. As we were cleaning the shards from the floor, Oserkhan had provoked Dauren to start the fight again by saying something inaudible to me.
Dauren grabbed the sharp, pizza slice formed shard and tried to stab Oserkhan, he dodged the first two thrusts. I was in panic. As Oserkhan was backing up from Dauren's strikes, he fell down on the floor. And as I was running towards them, Dauren swung back his right arm aiming his thrust at Oserkhan's throat. I was able to grab his arm before it hit its target, thankfully leaving only a scratch as examined later.
As I was pulling Dauren to me from Oserkhan, I pressed my left arm around his neck, twisting it and shouting "Drop the Shard! Drop it!". I didn't realize that I had cut his face from upper lip to upper cheek with shards I gathered from the plate in my left hand. It was a mess.
We got him into a hospital. He promised that he would pay me back, I told him where to find me. So he returned two days after, but instead of revenge he chose gratitude. Thanking me for saving Oserkhan's life and him from jail. Oddly enough, they became friends after that.
For the first time, I felt how actually satisfying it was, saving someone's life, that was the most powerful impact on my consciousness. The most fruitful experience in my life, because events like these in one's life push boundaries of one's previously vacuumed understanding of life. I will never hesitate again to seize the opportunity to save someone, even at the cost of my own life.
