I read a funny story today about a person who recently had first aid training and was eager to help someone if they fainted. While she was in church, this person saw someone crumple in her seat and the perspiring ushers had to lug her out. This lady rescuer, being fully trained and eager to help whenever possible, noticed that an elderly man sitting next to her was also starting to slump over. Having just been trained by her local chapter and knowing that whenever a person begins to feel faint he should put his head between his knees, the Good Samaritan began to guide the elderly man’s bald head with her hand and urged him to relax and put his head between his knees. The elderly man resisted and tried to sit up, but the woman rescuer insisted, all the while the man’s wife watched what was happening and worked hard to constrain her laughter. Again, the rescuer, knowing best how to help the apparently faint gentleman, began to push his head down towards his knees, all the while hissing, “it’s alright, I know how to help you, I’m trained in first aid.” This time, the man’s head slipped from the rescuer’s hand and the man shot straight up. “Lady,” he barked. “Will you be good enough to leave me alone? I’m just trying to pick up my hat!”
Original story told by Lenore Amerman, from the September 1955 issue of Catholic Digest.