I was deployed to partner the most difficult person to work with, did not eat anything after breakfast, had to bring this guy who pissed his pants back to station, felt my throat in flames yelling at people/through doors to evacuate neighbours from a fire, found out that old people are really 10-year-olds with white hair when you try to make them do something they don't want to, had to STAND-by the fire scene for 4 hours, found my car's battery was dead after it was causing a jam, made someone yell at me "turn on your hazard light!", had to attend a call 7 minutes before I was supposed to knock off, had to bring someone back to station and finished work 2 hours later.
But that person was on leave, breakfast was a HUGE packet of nasi lemak, there's always newspapers, nobody got sick from the smoke, in the end they listened to the real kid (in uniform), I didn't have to see another dead body, my colleague brought the car booster to me, I didn't have to yell back, my colleague offered to go for it instead, that person was quite a lot of fun to talk to and taught me how to make beer battered fish and chips.
It isn't that difficult to on normal days to feel like I'm on top of things, have a little fun, but when it hits the fan, I think that's what really defines people - to be able to show fortitude of character when everyone else bolts. It makes a difference when someone you know is going through a tough patch but still takes the effort to smile, laugh at their own jokes and break out into Beyonce's Single Ladies in the car ad lib.
And that's why I'm proud to be from Delta.
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