When I arrived at work early this morning, it was still dark out. I got out of my truck, and a disheveled man approached me. He was clearly high on something, and he asked me if I had any drugs. I told him this was the ambulance station, and he said, "Oh, yeah, I know."
I felt a little afraid to be alone in the parking lot with him, but I had my door key in my hand, and it wasn't that far to the the door. He took a step toward me and said he needed some tender loving care. That made me a little scared, because the only time I encounter people like this is on a call with lots of backup where my role is to render medical aid. This was different; I was out of my comfort zone and no one was around to help me. I even forgot to pray to my guardian angel.
Then I said the same thing to him that I say to telemarketers that mistakenly call the ambulance station. I asked him if he was in need of medical aid, and if he was, I would go inside and activate 911 and come out with my partner. I must have taken him by surprise, because he let me past.
A close call? Maybe. I'm just surprised at myself for forgetting to ask my guardian angel to come to my aid.