Just a touch of humor from a similar story:
Driving along the freeway with my nephew we see a pickup towing a trailer jack-knife and smash into the rail in the opposite lanes. I tell my nephew to call 911 and I run across the freeway to help (it was safe since debris from the trailer was strewn across the lanes, stopping traffic). As I arrive I find the driver injured (real nice head lac), young passenger freaked out, and a crowd gathering. People are all looking at me (I find this odd but let it go) so I have the passenger put a compress on the drivers head (I had no gloves so I felt it was safer for family to be soaking in the blood) and keep her still, and start telling everyone else to pull the debris to the side of the road to clear traffic, and check for fuel spillage and so on. Within a minute or so a county sheriff shows up and walks straight up to me asking what happened (I find this odd but let it go). I give him a quick briefing (fortunately having worked years in the military, security and with law enforcement has trained me to do this in a manner emergency service people understand).
Then he asks me if I'm primary on the incident. It's at this point I realize why everyone has been instantly deferring to me like I'm an authority. In my haste to come to the wreck I hadn't put my jacket on so my gun is plainly visible on my hip, along with my spray, my cuffs, etc. Thinking quickly I responded, "You know, I'm on my way home from a really long night, if you don't mind or need me for anything else." He says, yeah that's fine I'll take it then. And I quickly got back in my car and left before he had time to ask what department I was with.
Had me laughing for a week after and my nephew still talks about it all the time. I suppose that since it was an emergency situation the deputy wouldn't have cited me even if he'd found out I wasn't a cop...but then again I'm glad I didn't have to find out.
Driving along the freeway with my nephew we see a pickup towing a trailer jack-knife and smash into the rail in the opposite lanes. I tell my nephew to call 911 and I run across the freeway to help (it was safe since debris from the trailer was strewn across the lanes, stopping traffic). As I arrive I find the driver injured (real nice head lac), young passenger freaked out, and a crowd gathering. People are all looking at me (I find this odd but let it go) so I have the passenger put a compress on the drivers head (I had no gloves so I felt it was safer for family to be soaking in the blood) and keep her still, and start telling everyone else to pull the debris to the side of the road to clear traffic, and check for fuel spillage and so on. Within a minute or so a county sheriff shows up and walks straight up to me asking what happened (I find this odd but let it go). I give him a quick briefing (fortunately having worked years in the military, security and with law enforcement has trained me to do this in a manner emergency service people understand).
Then he asks me if I'm primary on the incident. It's at this point I realize why everyone has been instantly deferring to me like I'm an authority. In my haste to come to the wreck I hadn't put my jacket on so my gun is plainly visible on my hip, along with my spray, my cuffs, etc. Thinking quickly I responded, "You know, I'm on my way home from a really long night, if you don't mind or need me for anything else." He says, yeah that's fine I'll take it then. And I quickly got back in my car and left before he had time to ask what department I was with.
Had me laughing for a week after and my nephew still talks about it all the time. I suppose that since it was an emergency situation the deputy wouldn't have cited me even if he'd found out I wasn't a cop...but then again I'm glad I didn't have to find out.
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