This morning when I pulled up in front of the station I did my usual visual scan of the area to see if there was anyone around I should be worried about before getting out of my vehicle. I didn’t see anything so I got out of the vehicle and shut the door. Suddenly, from behind, I heard a voice say “have you got a loonie for a coffee.” Well, I almost s*** my pants. Where in the world did this guy come from? Seconds earlier I didn’t see anyone on the street anywhere, yet here this guy was, right behind me. He was harmless and wasn’t rude, so I gathered myself and went back into my vehicle and grabbed a loonie. He thanked me and made his way down the street. I’ll have to start carrying around an extra pair of underwear in my glove compartment.
Years ago, when I used to park in the Impark parking lot across the street, I pulled up in my car and was ready to get out when there was a sudden rap on my passenger side window. I was startled. I always check everything out before hopping out of my vehicle, so this was a bit of a surprise.
There was a guy standing there with his whole hand dripping in blood. With him was a lady I suspected was his girlfriend. I opened the window and, from across the front seats, asked what was wrong. He told me someone just stabbed him in the hand and he was looking for a ride to the hospital. He didn’t seem incoherent or anything like that. He was rather soft spoken, considering the situation, and very polite.
The first thing I thought was, “I can’t get blood all over the inside of my car.” I know that isn’t the first thought that should run through the mind of a good Samaritan, but I wasn’t at the point of being one of those yet.
I offered to run into the station and call an ambulance for the guy, but he said he would just run over to the hospital, which was only a couple of blocks away. I don’t know whatever happened to the guy. I imagine he probably got stitched up and continued on his merry way.
So, even when I arrive safely to work every morning, sometimes the strangest things will happen in that 3 foot walk from the car to the front door!