Tragedy at Chili's
On Sunday, my friends George, Katie, Betsy, Jonathan, and I ate lunch at Chili's. About halfway through our meal, the man at the table next to us started screaming "Momma, come on wake up! Wake up, Momma! Don't leave me Momma, please!" An old lady, his momma, was sitting in her chair with her head back, not moving. The man's 7yr old son was screaming and freaking out as well.
My friend George quickly got up and told the hostess to call 911. Then I and several other people went around yelling out if there was a doctor in the restaurant, but no to no avail. The ambulance came within 3 minutes.
Once the paramedics arrived, they did something and the lady woke up. She was alright. But wow did that shake things up. It's interesting that those things really reorient your life and make you think about what's important. Suddenly it didn't matter that much that Betsy and Katie still hadn't found an apartment to live in this semester, or that I still don't have a job lined up, or that our food took a while to get there. I'm not saying I wish more stuff like that would happen, but yeah...in a way, I do. I wish our comfortable, materialistic lives would get shaken up more often.
On Sunday, my friends George, Katie, Betsy, Jonathan, and I ate lunch at Chili's. About halfway through our meal, the man at the table next to us started screaming "Momma, come on wake up! Wake up, Momma! Don't leave me Momma, please!" An old lady, his momma, was sitting in her chair with her head back, not moving. The man's 7yr old son was screaming and freaking out as well.
My friend George quickly got up and told the hostess to call 911. Then I and several other people went around yelling out if there was a doctor in the restaurant, but no to no avail. The ambulance came within 3 minutes.
Once the paramedics arrived, they did something and the lady woke up. She was alright. But wow did that shake things up. It's interesting that those things really reorient your life and make you think about what's important. Suddenly it didn't matter that much that Betsy and Katie still hadn't found an apartment to live in this semester, or that I still don't have a job lined up, or that our food took a while to get there. I'm not saying I wish more stuff like that would happen, but yeah...in a way, I do. I wish our comfortable, materialistic lives would get shaken up more often.
posted by Martin | 5:45 PM
1 Comments:
True story. I had a real funny perspective (though not funny till after the fact) of this whole thing. I'm sitting there across from Martin, looking at this horrible scene unfold before my eyes. Then behind their table, all of a sudden, I see Martin through the window, walking around outside. I didn't see him leave the table and I couldn't figure out what he was doing out there. The only thing I could figure was that he was panicking and decided to run out of the restaurant because he couldn't take it any more. Come to find out... he was looking for a doctor. What a guy.
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