I was in the shower this AM (at 4 friking 15 in the morning, thankewverymuch) pondering a few imponderables, such as:
- Why, when you are in a hurry, someone is always in front of you, going 10 mph below the speed limit?
- Why is that person ALWAYS going exactly where you are going?
- How come the car won't start on the coldest morning of the year (yeah, that happened this morning)
- Why do they call it *Win*ter, when you are always losing things? (your breath, feeling in your toes, your car keys, etc)
At lunch time, my boss Suzie offers to take us (our fearless crew) out to lunch at the next town over. As soon as we sit down to order, the pager goes off. This happens more often than chance would seem to indicate, which brings me to some of the:
Ten (+) Rules of EMS