I seem to be a poo-poo magnet some days, and this past Friday was no exception. I was in noon traffic running an errand, and noted there was a wreck on the other side of the median. 3 vehicles involved, good bit of damage, but there were already 2 police cars, 2 fire/rescue trucks, and 3 ambulances on the scene. I did not stop, because it was apparent that I wasn't needed.
Within 100 yards, of course there was another wreck, a car of rubber-neckers gawking while they were driving. At this scene, 1 fire truck and 1 police motorcycle. The officer was talking to one of the firemen, and the victim was moving, but sitting up. I decided that I would stop, I never like to just pass by, even if all I can do if hold an umbrella over a victim while the EMT does his thing.
So, anyway, I top, pull over out of the way of traffic, and get out of the car. I had taken about 2 or 3 steps and the motoycle cop starts to yell and scream obscentities. When he first saw me, he yelled for me to stop and already had his hand on his FRIGGIN gun! When I got out his first words were "Who are you!What the ______ are you doing?!!! He yelled it 3 or 4 times. Now when he started hollering, I had just started trying to id myself as an ER RN. I quickly tried to explain that I was offering help. I even had my work t shirt on that says big as Dallas ____ _____ emergency Room. So then i have frozen, because he acted like I was about to get a body part shot off or something. So then he commences cursing me again, stating, "the only thing you can do is get the f________ out of here. If I wanted your f____ help, I would have f____ asked for it.!!" "So get the h___ out of here before I get nasty!" GET NASTY??!!! He got nasty about the time I exited my vehicle.
I'm just very glad we don't live in the city where they patrol! Who knows, maybe I was just hormonal. Maybe just me, but I think he could have gotten th point across with only 1 or 2 f_____ and a few h____! Anne
Anne