So I thought that my life for the next month would be all work.
I was walking home last night in the gloaming, when I heard someone crying out. I looked up from the rather silly Australian thriller I was reading. An elderly lady had fallen down and gone boom. I walked over to see blood everywhere from a superfical cut in the lady’s forehead, but there didn’t seem to be any major issues. Another passerby got there just before me and called 911, so I stood around trying to look supportive. Then I managed the demanding and probably superfluous job of flagging down the ambulance that arrived quite quickly.
So you’ve done your good deed for the week? Good work!
You never know where those ambulance people would get to if someone didn’t flag them down. :)