SIR! SIR! STAY WITH ME SIR!

Yesterday at work, I had a guy pass out on me.  It wasn't "from his flu shot," it was ten minutes after his flu shot*******.  He sat in the chair and stared at the wall for awhile.  Then he walked up to the counter to pay for his flu shot and suddenly stated he felt dizzy.  In just enough time I was able to run around the corner, grab a chair, put it behind him, and semi-catch him and guide him in the chair as he passed-the-F-out.  For a minute he stopped breathing and then took a big gasp of air.  The front end manager was sure he had turned into a zombie and was instantly pissed that Subway was his last meal.  We had, of course, called 911 at this point and I was standing next to him holding him by him shirt sleeve so he didn't slide off the chair.

The most shocking part to me was there were three people filling out forms, waiting in line to get flu shots when this happened.  They. Still. All. Got. Shots.

Seriously.  If I was sitting there when a guy passed out, I woulda been like "hey, so I just remembered...I gotta, not pass-the-F-out today.  Peace!"

*******The guy told me had had a flu shot two years prior at other pharmacies and answered all the questions necessary to qualify.  Please no comments this was my fault, my ego can't take it.*******