Another slow day in the emergency department.
Thirty minutes before my shift was scheduled to end, we finally got a patient. As the poor woman is retching and suffering from vertigo, I quickly become aware that there is a man staring at me. I glance at him, at his EMS clothing and go back to assisting the woman.
We're in small room, there's not a whole lot of people save the patient, her friend, the nurse, me and....this weird bearded guy who is obviously keeping an eye on me.
Blue dickies. White polo shirt. Student badge.
Return of the EMT student. (If you're confused, read my post from 09/25/10)
Saturday, October 23, 2010
|How I look today. Right now. Spitting image of a man, yes?|
Take a look at the above picture. Do I look to you that I might perhaps be a man? A boy? A guy?
I did two things today that I do not often do. I wore my glasses and pulled my hair back into a bun. I know it's not the most attractive thing for a young woman to do, but hey, I was only going out to study and run a few errands, not go on a photo shoot.
Walking into the post office, an elderly but spry man holds the door open for me, I thank him and he says:
"Sneak right in there. That's what you're supposed to do for girls."
"You are a girl, aren't you?"
Whoa. Thoughts? Comments? Anyone?