Saturday, March 6, 2010

Sorry, Sir

I am sorry sir, this woman is not your property. I know that in your culture she may be treated as such, but here I have a legal and moral responsibility to ensure that her medical needs are met, despite your desire to maintain control.

As your wife is conscious, oriented and alert and she desires treatment and transport, we are taking her to the hospital. No amount of ranting or threats over the telephone will change that.

Furthermore, I don't believe that I have any legal obligation to hand the phone over to her either. It is not in her best interest to have you berate and intimidate her. If you don't like it, you can call my boss. Or, you can kiss my big red ass.

Thanks for reading,


  1. Dear Captain Schmoe,
    Once again, a witness to reality from a curbside diplomat. Give 'em hell.

    Ann T.

  2. Don't you feel like kicking them sometimes? Go ahead, I'll watch for witnesses!

  3. You seem to come across a lot of assclowns. I agree with Gia, and I'll hold him down while you kick him.

  4. Yes, this guy made me angry to the point that I handed the phone to my medic, who drowned him in protocol. That was great.