The correspondence between my two trains was extremely tight. Fortunately, I had positioned myself to be one of the first passengers up the narrow staircase that leads to the platform from which the second train departs. I dashed up the steps when I heard that train arriving. There can be long gaps between service, and I didn’t want to miss it.
When I got off of the train, I had enough time to pick up a coffee on the way into the office. I reached the coffee shop just as an emergency medical technician (EMT) was about to enter. I offered for him to go in ahead of me, but he insisted that I enter first.
I thought that the EMT was planning to buy a coffee, and I was going to offer to pay for it since he was so nice and since these folks help people all day, but it turned out that he was there on official business. A man was passed out on a couch inside the shop; it took four EMTs to lift him onto a gurney so they could wheel him out and drive him to the hospital.
Just another day in the Big Apple!
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