Church jerk

We’re running a church call. I don’t know what it is, but there’s two things working against me:

  1. I don’t like running calls around a lot of people, and there are always a lot of people at church calls
  2. I didn’t take my Celexa this morning, which normally helps me run calls around lots of people

We have a paramedic student today, and Shaq is almost done with his paramedic program, so they’re running the call and getting all the info. I’m standing back a little ways, watching.

Nothing is wrong with this lady but maybe a case of the tachylawdy.

I’m just waiting to put this status dramaticus on the stretcher so we can head out to the truck when some guy saunters up next to me. I don’t say anything, or make any indication that I know he is there.

You know, because I’m intently watching the assessment being performed on the acutely ill patient lying supine in this sanctuary.

He clears his throat.

I ignore it.

He clears his throat again.

You know,” he says in a low voice to me, “men shouldn’t have ponytails. It just isn’t right.”

Then just as quickly as he arrived, this judgmental, pompous asshat turns and leaves.

This is why I don’t like people.

Comments

  1. Well, that was an important comment!

  2. Long hair has never affected the way I practice medicine. people are generally uncomfortable with differences. Though I wouldn’t have been quick enough to respond to him.

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