The police who arrested that woman - did THEY sign in before they arrested her???
(another) True story follows:
I was 20 years old. I got a job at a vegetarian food production plant and unbeknownst to everyone --including me-- I was allergic to the food being produced. It's called tempeh, and it's a soybean-based food which gets fermented over a 3-day period into fuzzy white cakes covered with a white fungus. The fermentation process involves an air-borne spore called rhizopus. And I am allergic to that air-borne spore.
My first day on the job I was shown the whole food plant and shown my duties. Then at 3:00 I had finished my shift and started walking home. I was wheezing as I walked and didn't understand why. The wheezing got worse and I was coughing and gasping. I began to sense I was having an asthma attack, something I hadn't suffered for years (not since I was a kid). I was over a mile from home yet and knew I couldn't keep walking. I made my way to a roadside payphone and called my aunt to tell her I was having an asthma attack along the side of a secondary highway. She told me to stay put and that she'd come and get me.
As soon as I hung up the phone, I glanced at the super-shiny coin box face found there on the front of the payphone --the extra shiny box with the keyhole in it and which is so smooth and so shiny that it can act as a mirror. I could see my reflection in the mirror-like surface of the coin box and my eyes proved all bloodshot and my eyelids swollen. And that was when I realized it wasn't merely an asthma attack, it was an allergic reaction.
My aunt sent Gayle to come and get me. Gayle pulled up to the payphone, I jumped in and --between my wheezings-- I told her it was an allergic reaction. She drove like hell to the local hospital.
Strangely the ER was kind of empty and dead. She drove up to the ER entrance and had me hop out and told me to go inside while she parked the car.
Still wheezing, and holding both hands against my throat, I walked in and found a super-dead ER. There was a young woman sitting at the receptionist desk chatting up at two young guys in scrubs (I think they were male nurses) who were both standing at/leaning over from the patient-side of the desk and laughing and chatting down toward her. I approached the desk in hesitation because I didn't want to interrupt their conversation. I walked up very slowly and their heads all turned to me. The woman had a rather blank face while the two guys both registered alarm on their faces at the sight of me.
"Can I help you?" the woman asked me.
"Excuse me,
*wheeze wheeze*," I said, my hands still around my throat, "I'm not sure but I think I might be having an allergic reaction
*wheeze wheeze*."
She pulled out a clipboard and pen, looked up at me and said, "Name please?"
I was about to give her my name, but one of the two guys politely interrupted. He displayed what superficially looked like amusement, but actually he was super concerned and trying to inject a laugh into his efforts to derail what the receptionist was doing. With a smile and a half a laugh in his tone, he waved his index finger side-to-side at her and quietly said, "Uh ... no." The receptionist froze at his disapproval and waited for what he had to say next.
He turned to me --a little more serious this time-- pointed at me and just as quietly said, "You come with me. Right now."
I followed after him (still wheezing still clutching my throat). He walked quickly into the ER itself, and within 90 seconds all of the following happened:
-- I was helped up onto an exam bed.
-- Heated blankets got thrown over me.
-- Oxygen tubes went up my nose.
-- A doctor came in brandishing an adrenaline shot.
Gayle eventually walked in (ran in actually) from the parking lot right as I was getting injected.
We all finally got around to the paperwork after perhaps half an hour of my being observed for proper recovery from the injection.