NomadicMedic
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Not really my screw up, but I was there. I was a very young EMT in the late 80s. My partner and I were working a code. It took a while for the medics to get there, so we were on our own for bit. The family was watching our every move and sobbing loudly as we performed the fruitless "CPR and Shock" dance. After we packaged and transported to the hospital, my partner got this awful look on his face.
"Oh hell. I left my jacket and the radio at the house."
Now, if it was just his jacket, we would have left it there. (Remember, this was in the late 80s and we wore really tacky windbreakers.) However, we had just been issued these spankin' new radios and the company would have hung us by our gonads if we lost a radio only a week after getting them.
Soooo... back to the house we went, which was now full of sobbing relatives.
Knock, knock. "Hi, we forgot some stuff here..."
Awkward and uncomfortable.
My partner never lived that down. Every call after that I always asked, "Hey, got the radio?"
"Oh hell. I left my jacket and the radio at the house."
Now, if it was just his jacket, we would have left it there. (Remember, this was in the late 80s and we wore really tacky windbreakers.) However, we had just been issued these spankin' new radios and the company would have hung us by our gonads if we lost a radio only a week after getting them.
Soooo... back to the house we went, which was now full of sobbing relatives.
Knock, knock. "Hi, we forgot some stuff here..."
Awkward and uncomfortable.
My partner never lived that down. Every call after that I always asked, "Hey, got the radio?"