We had a very, very rare occurrence the other night: it was slow. As in, nobody in the waiting room. Nobody in the hallway. Empty rooms with nice, clean stretchers and nobody on them. So what did we do?
One of the nurses had his guitar, and we went outside and enjoyed the fresh air of a nice summer evening while listening to music in the ambulance bay. Maybe not everybody's idea of a good time, but for us, it was perfection.