Don't Touch The Hotness!

We took a call from a young woman who demanded Paramedics to treat extensive burns she had just received. When asked how she burned herself she painfully exclaimed in a thick Indian accent,

"I touched the hotness!"

An officer was sent along with Paramedics. The officer arrived on the scene first and found the patient in her apartment. The patient demanded to know where the paramedics where. Our officer looked at her and said something to the effect of, "where are you burned?"

At that point the woman's eyes welled up with tears and she raised her index finger in the air. It took a second for the officer to realize that the woman had only been burned on her index finger. Apparently this injury was traumatic enough for her to warrant calling 911 and having the paramedics come screaming into her complex, lights and sirens blazing. But hey, what can you expect when you touch the hotness?

Paramedics arrived and she demanded transport to the ER. They were eventually able to get her to calm down by offering to apply liberal amounts of burn cream (usually reserved for the char broiled) on her injured finger.

There is something to be said though, for touching the hotness. Sometimes we aren't thinking clearly and we touch the hotness. The burn surprises us so much we need copious amounts of TLC to regain our composure. I remember the last time I touched the hotness, man it was crazy. But that's another story for another time.