Code 3 for the unknown. At the football game.
One of the many standby crews – my co-workers – meets us outside with a woman and no one else. This semi-drunk woman has ankle pain with a lot of swelling after turning it going down some steps. We’re taking a quiet ride to the hospital when she starts weeping.
“What’s the matter?”
“I’m going to break up with my fiancé.”
I already have a pretty good idea where this fiancé is, not that I’m really interested.
“Mmm hmm… is he at the game?”
“Yeah, he stayed at the game with my father. We got tickets for the game and we all flew in from <insert another state> for this.”
Why is she upset? She doesn’t know that men are going to choose sports over their wives and girlfriends?