Need A Ride?

When did ambulance drivers get so flirty?

I had tripped crossing the street, luckily catching myself since, every time I fall it’s like playing bone roulette, my skinny frame, no matter how much calcium I take, in constant peril.

You’re wondering, why is it Susannah that you keep falling?  It’s the Marx Brother in me, pratfalls in my DNA.

But back to the Don Juan of EMTs.

He’s standing in front of his Hatzolah Volunteer Ambulette, that if it was used for anything else, could be quite cute, playing with his phone, smiling in a way that, if I didn’t know better, was watching early morning porn.

Good Morning New York with Amber and Friends, who naturally are all naked.

Hey, it’s the writer in me imagining such things.

Instead of inquiring if I’m okay professionally, or at the very least, gentlemanly, our emergency medical man says with a grin, “Need a ride?” I don’t know…you need a smack?

I then decide, since it’s 6 a.m. and my eyes are barely open, I’d just let that one go.

I then, turn on my heel leaving him, along with Amber and friends, testosteronning by the curb like a man who’s had a bit too much internet.

SB

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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12 Responses to Need A Ride?

  1. micklively says:

    “Testosteronning” is a wonderful verb. It succinctly conjures the “thinking with the testicles and not the brain” syndrome. The OED don’t know what they’re missing. Edmund Spenser has a rival.

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  2. “Testosteronning” has been officially added to my vocabulary. Lord knows it will be getting plenty of use.
    I was just watching a show that tok place in the 50’s. The ambulance drivers were wearing WHITE starched outfits.

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  3. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, I hope you’re okay. If you needed an ambulance you must have been hurt.
    Maybe an ambulance ride is the new way for singles to mingle, as opposed to the previous urging for singles to go to the fruit/vegetable section of the grocery store. At least the ambulance Romeo didn’t cut your clothes off, ha, ha!

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  4. Love this! Not that you have tripped, but the post that came of it, it was a wonderful read.

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  5. Stay classy EMT guys. That’s no way to speak to a lady!

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