WHILE driving in North Africa, I came upon two men attempting to push an ambulance off a busy roadway. It was out of gas and I offered to take the driver to find some.
But first, I suggested, we had better finish getting the vehicle off the road. "Thanks," said the driver, hopping into the cab. "I'll steer."
Puffing and sweating, we eventually cleared the road, and it was only then that I noticed the unhappy expression of my fellow pusher.
Suddenly, it dawned on me that they were heading toward the hospital. Pointing to the back of the ambulance, I asked in hushed tones, "Is the patient seriously ill?" "Patient?" he exploded. "I am the patient!"
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