Here's a dilemma you probably don't come across unless you live in the city:
What do you do when you are driving to work early in the morning and pass a man in nothing but a hospital gown, pants and shoes? He has a big wad of bandage on the inside of one elbow and a band-aid where the IV probably was on the back of his hand. The police station is two blocks up in the direction that he's walking.
Is that appropriate 911 fodder? If not, who do you call?
I bet your Monday morning didn't start with this kind of dilemma. I'm sorry to say that I took a very non-community solution: nothing. Ugh.
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