Which is difficult. As he’s the guy who scraped me up from the floor which is more than most people would, and I have nothing but respect for what he does and what he did for me.
But…being a saviour doesn’t mean you have to be rude. And I have to get this out of my system.
It’s like this. I spent the last few days in NYC. Was just on my way back home. Got as far as Penn Station, bought my ticket, missed my train by seconds, was waiting for the next one when…I passed out. Apparently. I’m still not sure just what happened. The only thing they did in the ER was ask if I knew my name and who the president was before they kicked me to the curb.
But when I woke up (in the hospital) and once I had determinded I had all my limbs and no serious loss of blood, my thoughts went to my bag. Which just had little things in like
A. My ticket home
B. All my cash
C. All my credit cards
D. All my ID
To say nothing of cetain personal items I will miss.
So I said something about it. A few times as it was rather important…basically asking who it was I should ask. I knew I’d have to get home some how.
And while I’m still lying there on the gurney the EMT guy comes back for no other reason than to tell me there was no bag (yes of course, I was making up the part about taking luggage to Penn Station) and, essentially, I should just shut the fuck up about it. Not “We didn’t find your bag” but…“There wasn’t any bag”.
WTF??? Did he think I was accusing him of something? It never occured to me. I certainly never intimated anything of the kind.
I’m sorry but after an extremly disorienting experence that I still don’t understand and involving losing vital possessions (which apparently you think I hallucinated) I don’t need my sanity further questioned for no good reason. What was the point?
So he could have chosen his words better. But his meaning could have been “I looked in the ambulance, and there was no bag there” or “as far as I can recall, there was no bag in my line of sight”.
But he’s a professional, so hopefully your “fuck you” to him won’t keep him from doing his job with full commitment for the next person in crisis.
It’s possible that one of the friendly bystanders took your bag into their own possession (for safekeeping, I’m sure) when they realized you weren’t in any condition to keep an eye on it, long before the EMT arrived. Now all you have to do is ask several million New Yorkers if they’ve seen it.
Well…I’m not saying I’m not being a bit petty. I’m feeling kind of confused right now. I just wanted to get this out of my system. But if it were just a choice of words…he seemed genuinally angry with me that I was looking into getting my stuff back. When at that point I had no idea how to get home without it.
It was the anger…and the implication that I was making it up (???) that I’m pitting.
I think you’re all right, chances are someone walked off with it before he was even called. But then I never accused him or anyone of making off with it, just asked who might possibly have it if it wasn’t stolen. Which is why I don’t understand his reaction. I’m still half out of it and he makes a point of coming to my room to tell me I’m lying?
Qadgop please don’t take this as any vilification of him or any of the folks who go out there and scrape us off the floor every day…godblessum.
betenoir, given that you have posted about a serious drinking problem, could it be that maybe alcohol could have had something to do with the mysterious episode? If so, that would explaine his callous behavior.
I wasn’t drinking. And I didn’t know drinking was an invite for public servants to go out of there way to be rude.
That said, gee, I didn’t know anyone read my posts . But yes it’s a problem I’m working on, no it’s not directly related to this. And no I don’t think he should be callous even if I was a crack whore.
How did you get home? Were you able to figure out what you lost and cancel/replace things? A similar thing happened to me in New Orleans (I didn’t pass out, but I was robbed by a cat burglar at 3:00 a.m.), so I know how you feel like a five-year-old who’s just lost Mommy in the grocery store when something like that happens.
When my sister was killed in a car accident going on 25 years ago now, her rings disappeared off her fingers. When we asked about them, we were told that people seldom showed up at the hospital after an ambulance ride with purses/jewelery/etc, at least not in that section of California.
Sick and sad. None of her rings were big or expensive (she was only 22) but when someone is dead, all personal items suddenly become very, very important.
Awful. When actress Judy Tyler was killed in a car accident in 1957 in Wyoming, by the time the police got there, her luggage, money, fur coat and jewerly were long-gone. People suck.
Hee hee. All too well put. That’s exactly how I was feeling which I guess is why I’m taking the slight a little too seriously.
I’m working on replacing things…credit card and such have been taken care of. But there are some things you can’t do on Sunday. I got home by calling my friend (ex boy friend, now platonic soul mate) who I was staying with. Which means dragging him out of the house in the middle of the night and away from his current girlfriend, which I still feel guilty about. But he’s a brick.
Robbed by a cat burglar? That probably sounds sexier than it really is. But it sounds sexy.
(BTW was hoping to meet you at the NJ Dopefest in Sept. Although I haven’t made a formal declairation to attend. I suppose I should. I won’t pass out, I promise. Not the sort of thing I do usually.)
PURSE!! I don’t carry no purse! That’s for girls!!! Girly girls!!! I ain’t no girly girl!!! How dare…errr…what I mean to say is thank you for your well wishes. I appreciated it. I guess I’m still a bit touchy about…pretty much everything at the moment. Maybe I need more sleep. Anyway, I do thank you for the good thoughts.
IIRC (it’s been a while since mine was stolen), you can’t cancel it. You can only monitor it for abuse. You can request a replacement card, should you need to sign up for a new job, or do the other things that require a beuracracy drone to see the physical card. Here’s the SS people’s info sheet.
Looks like they only issue new ones to folks who are hiding from abusive partners.
. But yes it’s a problem I’m working on, no it’s not directly related to this. And no I don’t think he should be callous even if I was a crack whore.