Sunday, January 29, 2012

My thought process on a call:

Sometimes my co-workers and I play a kind of game.  I won't listen to dispatch tell us about the call, and then when I get there I have to guess what the symptoms and reasons they called for were.  This means I don't always know exactly where we're going either.  So for all I know, we could be going next door, to the next town, or to my house...

When we leave the station: 'this is the main road to where I live'
When we get to the Kenyon: 'this is the part of town that I live in'
When we get to Kikar HaEvan: 'this is my neighborhood...'
When we get to Kikar Soreq: 'this is my street...'
When we turn onto Rehov Soreq (the small street I live on): 'Okay, who set who on fire?'

Luckily, we haven't been called to my flat yet.  Yet.

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