airbornejohnny
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OK, I'll indulge a tad. About 12 years ago, I was pulling squad duty as a driver. We got tapped out to my friends place as his grandfather was having a heart attack. On my way to pick up the bus, I heard the first cop on scene request we expedite, and right when the dispatcher relayed it on squad band, I passed another officer running radar...I'm pretty sure I woke him up.
Anyway, we transported Opa with medics (he turned out ok) and upon returning to the squad building, I was met by the cop who was on the radar post, who gave me a belittling dressing down, asserting that as I was no EMT I had no need to rush (BTW, the crew was 1 EMT, and me). I did not argue, but didn't forget that when a month or two later, I was literally on the other side of the discussion.
En-route to an alarm (the whole system was screwed up; constant fire and burglar alarms for a month
) on a rainy day, he hydroplaned his patrol car right into a telephone pole. As I walked up to his car, jaws in hand, I asked him if he knew what I wanted to say. He replied "Slow the*&@# down! Now get me out.
That is to this day, the only time I have ever laughed during an extrication.
Anyway, we transported Opa with medics (he turned out ok) and upon returning to the squad building, I was met by the cop who was on the radar post, who gave me a belittling dressing down, asserting that as I was no EMT I had no need to rush (BTW, the crew was 1 EMT, and me). I did not argue, but didn't forget that when a month or two later, I was literally on the other side of the discussion.
En-route to an alarm (the whole system was screwed up; constant fire and burglar alarms for a month
) on a rainy day, he hydroplaned his patrol car right into a telephone pole. As I walked up to his car, jaws in hand, I asked him if he knew what I wanted to say. He replied "Slow the*&@# down! Now get me out.That is to this day, the only time I have ever laughed during an extrication.
). Bird on the way, we were going to splint good leg to bad, get him on backboard and put him in bird. Then the Paramedic clone of Barney Fife showed up. 3 trips to the bus and back (due to mr. medic changing his preference) was enough...the NCO was no longer on leave. Something along the lines of, "Hey A---ole, make up your mind, cuz this pt is getting on that bird (on ground, flight nurses approaching) in ten seconds whether you like it or not!" Medic stammers, then "oh, ok...go with what you got then."
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