Code 3

I’m doing a ride along again today (it’s after midnight while I’m writing this). Twelve hours bouncing around in a tin box w/some of the needest citizens in the city. Drunks, junkies, crabby old ladies, and the occasional victim of circumstance.

Ah, I love this job!

Apparently, someone at HQ screwed up and scheduled two fo us for the same day. Since, I was lower in senority, I got booted. Oh well, shit happens. I might do one tomorrow but it’s iffy right now. So now I have all this free time on my hands. What to do…what to do?….hmmmmmm

Oh and happy VD guys.

2 thoughts on “Code 3”

  1. My first ride in an ambulance was in San Francisco. There was a subway accident (might even have been their first) and I got picked up at the Van Ness station. I still remember the paramedic was so hot (and comforting), I thought he must be “God”.

  2. Happy Valentine’s Day Moby!

    Kind of an unusual way to start your VD…did you spread some VD cheer to those riders? Are you working on being a paramedic?

    I’ll have to be sure I get you if I ever have to call 911 for amb service. Heehee!

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