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catalyst2Driving back from Perth, I decided I might dive into the nearest supermarket for a few groceries. I was drifting around the supermarket in the usual haze that it induces in me (did you you know they have Tic Tacs in Passionfruit Mint? Who the hell though those two flavours would be a good combination?) when I heard a heavy thump behind me. I have been around enough falling people (I worked in Aged Care for years and falls are very common) that I knew it was a body hitting the floor.
I turned around and, sure enough, there's woman lying on the floor. Two things concerned me - no noise (or movement) form her and the blood I can already see seeping out from underneath her. The rate the blood was coming out was a particular worry. I ran over and tried to get a response from her. Fortunately her eyes opened and she spoke so that was OK but the blood was a going pretty fast. I told one person to go over to the medical aisle and grab some bandages and dressings and stuff. Another person I told to ring the ambulance NOW! Things went fairly smoothly after that - I got the dressings back in record time and stuck them straight onto the big gash on her leg, the source of all the blood, and the ambulance arrived within minutes. I think, but I am not sure, that she may have fainted and landed on the corner of one of the low shelves which had cut her leg.
A little bit more exciting than I had intended my grocery shopping to be but what got me cranky (see the MOOD?) was that as I walked up to the counter, the Manager appears behind me and tells the cashier to add the cost of six dressings (what we had used on the woman) to my groceries. I will admit I lost it.
Me: You are fucking kidding me!
Him: Sir, you used goods within the store without paying for them.
Me: I stopped a woman bleeding, in your fucking store! You *have* to be shitting me!
By this time, a fair number of people looked over and realised what was happening. If you think what I said was strong, you should have heard some of the catcalls from the crowd directed at the Manager. He looked up at that point, saw the mood of the crowd and beat a hasty retreat. The cashier just smiled and didn't charge me for the dressings OR THE GROCERIES I HAD (only about $10 worth, sadly!)
So I finished the day on a very strange note - kind of good and kind of not ........
I turned around and, sure enough, there's woman lying on the floor. Two things concerned me - no noise (or movement) form her and the blood I can already see seeping out from underneath her. The rate the blood was coming out was a particular worry. I ran over and tried to get a response from her. Fortunately her eyes opened and she spoke so that was OK but the blood was a going pretty fast. I told one person to go over to the medical aisle and grab some bandages and dressings and stuff. Another person I told to ring the ambulance NOW! Things went fairly smoothly after that - I got the dressings back in record time and stuck them straight onto the big gash on her leg, the source of all the blood, and the ambulance arrived within minutes. I think, but I am not sure, that she may have fainted and landed on the corner of one of the low shelves which had cut her leg.
A little bit more exciting than I had intended my grocery shopping to be but what got me cranky (see the MOOD?) was that as I walked up to the counter, the Manager appears behind me and tells the cashier to add the cost of six dressings (what we had used on the woman) to my groceries. I will admit I lost it.
Me: You are fucking kidding me!
Him: Sir, you used goods within the store without paying for them.
Me: I stopped a woman bleeding, in your fucking store! You *have* to be shitting me!
By this time, a fair number of people looked over and realised what was happening. If you think what I said was strong, you should have heard some of the catcalls from the crowd directed at the Manager. He looked up at that point, saw the mood of the crowd and beat a hasty retreat. The cashier just smiled and didn't charge me for the dressings OR THE GROCERIES I HAD (only about $10 worth, sadly!)
So I finished the day on a very strange note - kind of good and kind of not ........
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Date: 2007-05-31 04:06 pm (UTC)The woman ended up being alright I hope.
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Date: 2007-06-01 12:55 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-06-01 12:59 pm (UTC)The cashier's smile was just perfect - a heartfelt thanks to me with a simultaneous "Fuck you!" to her boss!