That awkward moment when you’re sleeping in the rig at the station because you were dropped off waaaaay early for your shift and some fuckknuckle hops in the back of your ambulance, doesn’t see you, and starts rifling through your cabinets to stock their own rig.
Seriously? You’re going to put in the effort to go back inside, walk right past supply, find the other set of keys to a rig that is not yours, and then walk all the way back to the far end of the parking lot to raid my daily rig that I’ve already checked off and have set up to my liking over the past few months? Nah bruh.
I scared the shit out of him in the dark though. That was beautiful, I wish there had been a camera. At least I know I’m not crazy and that things have actually been missing that we didn’t use on calls the next day during checkoff.