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 ******* 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____!