Everyday paramedics are on the road dealing with all manner of unspeakable things. Most of the times what they handle is pretty ghastly, but sometimes they also experience the bizarre and downright amusing.
I heard this story second hand and it made me laugh. Picture this, the Buccleuch interchange Monday night. A battered old Mazda pulls up on the side on the road. He waits a few minutes. In the rear-view mirror he sees the lights of a car coming up way way to fast. In a split second he decides to make a break for it and leaps out the door. Just in time. A few seconds later the car is a crumpled piece of metal and the paramedics are on their way.
The medics check out both drivers who are none the worse for wear. As they wander over the scene one medic leans down and picks a sock off the front of the Mazda. “Odd place to dry your socks,” he remarks to his partner. Curious they pry open the bonnet of the wreck. Right about now the driver of the car, the one who leapt to safety, begins to get highly agitato. He needs to go to hospital right away. He is dying, he can see the white light.
A car drives past, slows and then speeds away. Odd. Eventually they get around to opening the bonnet. Taped to every conceivable surface lining the chassis and the engine are bags filled with a range of pharmaceuticals to rival Sanofi-Aventis.
Turns out the driver, upon leaping from the vehicle, thought he should run like hell. He then remembered his stash and came running back. Once the excrement hit the proverbial fan, he tried desperately to fake life-threatening injuries to no avail.
I guess the outcome of this is that when stopped at a roadblock from now on they’ll probably search your engine as well. I’ve heard you can roast a chicken on your engine, I didn’t know you could cook up some crack. Live and learn, I guess. Live and learn.
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