Free Portable Barbeque Grill
I was approaching a red light while driving through Midtown Sacramento when a man cradling a portable barbeque grill in his arms lost control, slipped off his bicycle, slammed into the curb, and rolled unconscious into the street.

The first fellow on the scene immediately called the medics. As he talked to the emergency responders, I picked up the portable barbeque and reassembled it on the grass. Then I went to see if I could rouse the unconscious man and ascertain whether, or how badly, he was hurt.

The fellow talking on the phone announced the Fire Department would soon arrive. Upon hearing the words "Fire Department", the unconscious bicyclist roused, jumped to his feet, and shouted: "No way am I going to let the Fire Department inject me with insulin! No way! Fuck that!"

Of course, no had as yet proposed injecting anyone with insulin, but the bicyclist apparently was an experienced fainter and wanted to forestall a waking-up process he found most disagreeable.

The angry bicyclist quickly tried to cycle off, but was foiled by minor damage to his rear brake. He began walking back to the street corner to argue, but held his temper in check when he saw an arriving police car.

I tried to talk stern sense to the bicyclist. I was doing an awkward kind of dance, trying to slow his departure or even arrest him while simultaneously holding his bicycle upright so he could reassemble the rear brake, and helpfully pointing out the broken tail reflector lying in the grass. "You aren't feeling well," I said. "You were unconscious in the street for more than a minute!" He replied "I am NOT going to let the Fire Department shoot me up with insulin!"

Several of us explained to the cop what had happened. One fellow said he had seen the bicyclist cycling dangerously just before the accident. The cop signalled he understood, but since the bicyclist now seemed to be in full control of his faculties he would be allowed to depart.

The Fire Department arrived just as everyone began leaving and more explanations were required. But in all the fuss, the small portable barbeque grill got overlooked.

Works well, I have to say....
(Perv With A Dog had his eyes pecked out by scrub jays on, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 21:43, 1 reply)

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For office lol. Buen trabajo.
(CactusZack Shaved his coin purse on, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 23:28, closed)