Hey flood I want to make this a series on here about the stories my father had told me when he was an EMT, many are sad however this one is funny...ish So my father was one of the youngest EMTs to pass his exams and to go onto becoming an actual EMT. But he was considered to young to become a for real EMT so essentially he was an apprentice. So he was doing a ride along with 2 other EMTs who had been doing this shit so they are hanging out just waitin when they get a call. It was a shooting in a local bar and it had gotten very very rough in there. This was in Oklahoma I currently live in New York we used to live in Arkansas that was where he and I where born, just so you guys know the kind of rednecks that he would see in that bar. So they speed towards the bar and they finally reach it, outside is about 6 police cars with the whole shebang going around. As they got in the bar there where police lining the walls blocking the drunken attendants from the dance floor so my dad and his fellow EMTs could reach the injured. To witch they knew was dead as soon as they got there, but as their protocol goes they have to keep trying to resuscitate the victim. But during this my father spotted a super short young girl dressed in her police uniform with a 12 gauge at her side, well a foolish and very drunk redneck came up to her and tried hitting on her, she continued to stare dead pan at him. At this point the drunk tries to touch her and at that moment the woman smacked the redneck right in the head. He crumpled to the ground groaning and wailing like a little bitch. [spoiler]the moral of the story is don't fûck with a person who has a shotgun[/spoiler][spoiler]sorry for how garbage I am at righting huge posts in used to doing "green text" or short worded comments![/spoiler]