Ozark Wizard
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So I went into the bustling metropolis of Springfield, MO, for the monthly run for coffee, grains, and sundries otherwise unobtainable around the forest dwelling here. Stopping for lunch, while eating, I happened to look out the window and notice a gentleman in shorts, tanktop and motorcycle helmet on walking to a black bike in the parking lot. He was rather small in stature, and his Harley looked heavy to him as he sat upon it. In almost no time, he slowly leaned his head down on the console and relaxed. After a minute of that, he sat up abruptly, threw up the kickstand and began to (try to) back the bike out of the parking spot.
He couldn't budge it.
He then dismounted and walked out of sight, patting himself down, as if looking for, oh, I dunno, maybe his keys? He walked back shortly and was now vigorously digging through his back pack, pockets, checking the ground, looking frantic. All of a sudden, he bent way over his bike, and just rested there for ten minutes or so. I had almost finished my meal when he jumped up, got on his bike, and started pushing and pulling it back and forth in the parking spot. He was looking wobbly and exhausted. Mind you, it's about 97 degrees out, and the heat index had it over a hundred. Although he is in poor garb for motorcycle riding, his black full face helmet must have been stifling. Yup, he never took it off, and the visor was closed. I went to the restaurant manager and expressed my concern, and she said, "Yah, that ****er left his needle in the men's room and a mess, he needs to leave the premises." I looked at her and walked out.
I went around the outside of the building to see if I could talk to him, but wasn't sure how to approach him. He was obviously under the influence of something, and he shouldn't keep on with trying to ride that big bike when it seemed more likely he was going to end up under it. So I called an ambulance. Yup. Medical help is what he needs, not law enforcement. As I saw it, the only immediate crime he was committing was self endangerment. As long as he didn't get his ride started.
I waited until they showed up, and explained what I thought might be going on. We then approached him and asked him if he would like to wait in the nice cool ambulance and have some water, after removing his helmet. That was our condition. The EMTs and I talked to him for a while to get him calmed down, as he was agitated. He was not making a lot of sense, but he calmed down after cooling off and then falling asleep. Police arrived shortly after the EMTs had him secured in the back of the van. They said he was on really good Heroin. Never saw anyone "On the Nod", as the slang goes.
Pretty wild.
He couldn't budge it.
He then dismounted and walked out of sight, patting himself down, as if looking for, oh, I dunno, maybe his keys? He walked back shortly and was now vigorously digging through his back pack, pockets, checking the ground, looking frantic. All of a sudden, he bent way over his bike, and just rested there for ten minutes or so. I had almost finished my meal when he jumped up, got on his bike, and started pushing and pulling it back and forth in the parking spot. He was looking wobbly and exhausted. Mind you, it's about 97 degrees out, and the heat index had it over a hundred. Although he is in poor garb for motorcycle riding, his black full face helmet must have been stifling. Yup, he never took it off, and the visor was closed. I went to the restaurant manager and expressed my concern, and she said, "Yah, that ****er left his needle in the men's room and a mess, he needs to leave the premises." I looked at her and walked out.
I went around the outside of the building to see if I could talk to him, but wasn't sure how to approach him. He was obviously under the influence of something, and he shouldn't keep on with trying to ride that big bike when it seemed more likely he was going to end up under it. So I called an ambulance. Yup. Medical help is what he needs, not law enforcement. As I saw it, the only immediate crime he was committing was self endangerment. As long as he didn't get his ride started.
I waited until they showed up, and explained what I thought might be going on. We then approached him and asked him if he would like to wait in the nice cool ambulance and have some water, after removing his helmet. That was our condition. The EMTs and I talked to him for a while to get him calmed down, as he was agitated. He was not making a lot of sense, but he calmed down after cooling off and then falling asleep. Police arrived shortly after the EMTs had him secured in the back of the van. They said he was on really good Heroin. Never saw anyone "On the Nod", as the slang goes.
Pretty wild.