Clad in jammies, tonight I ventured to the convenience store for ice cream. I was grouchy and in a hurry and an 18-19 yo kid was standing in front of the ice cream case for forever. Grrrr! He didn’t seem drunk or drugged . . . just odd.
Then he was in line at the register in front of me with his pals. He couldn’t remember his debit card code and I was double grrrrr-ing. Then he suddenly stepped back into me and hit the floor like a bag of cement; I’ve never seen anyone faint so dramatically before. He was out for 30 seconds, a few of us hovered around him trying to be useful. He sat up and said he had felt really weird for last few minutes, then he passed out again. He didn’t want us to call an ambulance, but his friends helped him up and he went out again - 911 called.
Sorry, dude, if you were having some kind of brain glitch that made you so slow in the store. I’m sorry for snarling under my breath and hope you’re okay.