911 is the emergency number here in Canada if you’re unfamiliar. 112, 999, etc if you’re elsewhere IIRC.


Do you remember the first time you had to use it?

What were you thinking, feeling?


First time I had to use it in earnest I was working front end at a post office and there was a random guy doing maintenance behind me in the back area of the office. Barely said a word to him, he barely said a word to me. I was fairly busy and he seemed kinda gruff.

Bit later all of a sudden he taps me on the shoulder pretty aggressively, I turned and was getting ready to give him some not-polite words about touching me like that and how he better not damn well do that again but I stopped when I saw the look on his face.

He just says, “call 911.”

I look blankly at him, getting some mental whiplash, and just dumbly go, “what?”

Him, “I’m having a fucking heart-attack, CALL 911!”

That got through so I called them, gave them the info. He went back into the office and laid down.

I was a bit in shock myself and just looked at the customers in line in front of me and said to the woman, “he’s having a heart attack, sorry.”

Honestly think I could’ve handled the situation better, at least gone back and been more empathetic but I was caught between him, customers, and making sure I was visible so I could wave the paramedics to where they needed to go.

The post office there was tucked into the back corner and most of the store didn’t even know about it until I told them later that day.

Never heard anything after, no clue if the guy survived, or not. Didn’t see him again either way.


You?

  • big_slap@lemmy.world
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    14 hours ago

    I was with my girlfriend and my grandfather had called and asked me to pick him up some Popeyes. I drive over there, grab his order and wait at a red light.

    there was a woman who was walking with her hair in front of her face and a limp. told my gf “damn, kinda early to be high eh? its only 2pm” and chuckled.

    the woman approached my car and knocked on my window. scared shitless, I crack the window just a tiny bit and say hello. she asked for help, throws her hair backwards and reveals blood all over her face… she was dripping blood everywhere, visual is burned in my memory forever… she couldn’t have been older than 16

    she tells me that she got jumped for her phone by a group of kids, I tell her to get in the back of my car and I drive towards where she said she got jumped just in case I can find who jumped her while dialing 911. scary stuff…