For those reading who didn’t understand the title of this entry, let me explain. It translates to, “What a Mess There,” I guess the saying works better in Hebrew. But that is exactly what the station was like for me today. We got there and it started out as most morning shifts do, waiting outside for the girl who is in charge of assigning us to drivers for each morning shift. Each morning shift there are two regular ambulances for Tel Aviv and one for Yafo. She came out and told us that we could either both go with the first Ragile, who’s driver was ‘E’ or one of us good also choose to go to Yafo. When we asked about the second Ragile she said she was with him and kind of moved past the topic quickly. Anyways, it seemed like it was going to work. The Yafo driver headed off to the satellite station with another medic & volunteer and we waited for ‘E’ who apparently hadn’t selected an ambulance for the day yet. All was good. Then the coordinator girl and the driver of the second Ragile walk by. My shift partner for the day recognized the driver from a previous shift and asked if he had room for her. He paused for a minute (I assume he was counting how many spots he had) turned to the coordinator girl and agreed. Meanwhile I stayed back waiting for ‘E’ to show up, since I assumed they were already four, wasn’t a big deal. Now it’s an hour after the shift began so I go and ask the dispatcher where she was. He tells me that she is scheduled to be on the נט''ן-natan (ICU unit) and isn’t a driving a Ragile today but ‘A’ is, and he is still not here so I should wait for him. Fine so I do. ‘A’ finally showed up and it turns out I had met him before. I say that I think I’m with him and he says, no it can’t be, I’m full but I’ll check for you. We both go in to chat to the dispatcher and they now tell me I was for sure supposed to go with the first driver, it said so right on the schedule! Turns out this coordinator girl wanted to be with this driver alone and tried to ‘guard’ the spots on the ambulance. Haha to her that my Mda Chul partner ruined her plans. Had it been anyone else but her, she would have most definitely put both of us with him from the start, like she usually did. So now they are gone and who knows when they’ll be back. It’s just past 9am and I am pissed off. No one seems to care about wasting my time, so I leave. I headed down to Nachlat Binyamin and the Shuk (market) just like I had planned to after my shift anyways and then went to Dizengoff Centre after for some shopping. It ended up being a really nice morning/afternoon and I was pretty proud of myself that I knew which two bus routes to combine to get home. I certainly know the city much better compared to the last time I was here. What sucks is that it turns out that the coordinator girl bailed halfway through the shift so it just ended up being the one volunteer and the driver. Not only was there room but they could have actually needed me. I’m still not impressed with her and my volunteer coordinator will definitely be getting a call, but it was nice to be out and about on a Friday afternoon before everything closes for Shabbas, there is just nothing like it anywhere else. Below is a pair of pictures from Nachlat Binyamin and the Shuk.
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