| | Lately things have been weird. But when aren't they weird I suppose...
A little over a week ago at work a customer came up to me and told me that one of the patrons wasn't breathing right and might need help. I go to see what is going on and there is a man sitting awkwardly stiff in a chair, spitting up white foam and most definitely not breathing correctly. "Oh shit." me thinks and runs to get the supervisor to call 911. Medics came johnny on the spot and took the guy away on a gurney. That was it, they didn't say a word to us. The next day I was asked to file a written report on the situation. A few days later, a co-worker tells me the man has died.
I cannot express to you how distraught in my mind I was over this news. The man who had been taken away (for what appeared to me as a drug O.D.) was a man I knew by name, but not too much beyond that. We would converse daily by saying hello, talking briefly of news or whatnot, just the general customer-employee chats you can imagine, though he had nick-named me the "lovely lady." (though there are more than a few people who call me that at work, including my bosses) Seeing him foaming, being taken away, then hearing was was dead was just a bit unsettling. Even more so than that though, was the fact that apparently no one else I worked with seemed to give a damn, though everyone knows him. In my mind I had to wonder if they all don't care because he is indeed a homeless man,( but nonetheless always pays for what he gets from us) or if they truly just didn't care because there are too many other important things in their lives to worry about or any other number of possibilities.
The other day at work, I was cleaning off a table and heard a familiar and friendly "hello lovely lady." All I could do was smile and feel a little bit better, glad to know he wasn't, you know, DEAD.
Is it too odd of me to care somewhat about the life of another human, though, as I said, I really do not know the person that well? This whole situation made me feel slightly stupid and embarassed for caring, but at the same time, I guess...I don't know, was it wrong?
In other news, I only have 5 more days of work left, yippeee!
Also, I have found that I have a really dumb new hobby, which is checking my sister's myspace every day. She's very...amusing, to say the least. Facebook is also another one of those "please make the time go by faster so I can get the fuck out of Hayward sooner" devices. I find throwing sheep, biting, slapping and superpoking people virtually to be, sadly, a way of reaching out to those friends I don't interact with in person anymore. Who doesn't want to throw sheep at their best friend? Yes, I am that pathetic. Can't wait to move back to Cam, have school and too many hours of work to deal with, but all with friends and family in between. Amazing how perspectives can change...
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| | Posted 7/22/2007 1:19 PM - 1 comments
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