Narrative Essay: The Day Before A Ride Along

The day before the ride along. October 21st 2016, I was excited for more than one reason. Not only was I going to be participating in a ride along with a station in a city I’d be potentially working for in the coming years. I was also getting to see my family for the first time in 3 months. Having left my car at home for my father to use, I had no means of getting back and forth between my home. Needless to say it was nice to see them all again, but I had to focus on the upcoming ride along. So upon arriving home I began packing and ironing my shirts and other needed equipment to make sure I was prepared for anything that may come with the ride along. I was unable to sleep very well that night being too excited, I stayed up until 03.00 to make …show more content…
Though I did make sure to pack an extra cup of coffee in my bag incase I did become tired, or sleepy. Though in the end it was unneeded. The drive over all was pleasant despite the usual San Francisco traffic even on a Saturday morning. Luckily my father was willing to drive me and drop me off so that way I wouldn’t have to deal with finding a parking spot. Upon arriving to the station I had a quick hug with my father before he departed for home. I grabbed all my equipment and the muffins I bought the day prior from the car and walked over to the first firefighter I saw, who was a middle aged asian man who greeted me with a warm smile, not completely aware that there was to be a ride along this day. Which did not surprise me entirely, especially in hindsight, seeing how busy their lives are, and how many people frequent any fire department. My arrival time was 07.39, so I wasn’t expecting the 08.00 crew to be there, but to my surprise they all seemed to be present. I walked into the main living room, where they had probably the largest TV I have seen, with couches, a large dining/work table, and on the far …show more content…
At least so I was told by the operator. We then went on an inspection of all the hydrants in the surrounding area. Where I helped open up and clean out the shut off valves, I also got more information and knowledge on all the different types of construction there is to be found in San Francisco. Mostly commonly false bricks, and the easiest way to tell the difference would be to look at the depth of the windows. We when completed the inspection and went on a drive around the surrounding area to make sure everything was in order it seemed. Along the ride we went out to buy coffee, and we finished up heading back to the station for