As a Route Operator for CitiLift, the Regional Transportation Commission’s para-transit system, I spent six to eight hours on the area roadways. This length of time caused me, like many who drove for CitiLift, to find restrooms where ever they were available.
For me, one of those places was at the American Red Cross building on Corporate Blvd. I had the advantage of being a CPR and first aid instructor for the Red Cross and knew all the people who worked in the building.
As a rule I wore heavy, leather gloves on a daily basis, to protect my fingers from the crimps we used to secure wheelchair passengers inside the vehicle. One day I pulled in and parked, leaving my gloves wrapped on the steering wheel as if I were still holding onto it.
They reminded me a photograph I had seen of a jack hammer left upright with a pair of work gloves still gripping the handle. I left them like that and went inside to take care of business.
When I came out of the restroom, I was stopped by my supervisor, Health and Safety Director Christine Price. She had a puzzled look on her face.
“What’s up?” I asked.
She smiled and answered, “We jus’ had a person come in and say they thought something was wrong because your gloves were still gripping your van’s steering wheel.”
I chuckled as she added, “So I had to go out and look.”
Needless to say, I never left my gloves like that again.