I'm two weeks and a day into my EMS reboot. Still enjoying my millennial classmates....don't worry, they're not offended, as they call me a Baby Boomer (off by a couple years, but OK)!
I'm learning that I should consider buying an urban dictionary so I can keep up with them. Expressions like, "I'm down to clown," "Get crunk and get drunk," and "I am diggity down" all come from a much younger generation. Not to take a thing away from them. I'm sure my parents wondered at two thumbs up and, "Ayyyye!"
I'm still very much enjoying my classmates. While I have been playing my experience cards close to the chest (I think I have a fear of not meeting perceived expectations), I have been outed by several instructors who have known me for 25 or 30 years. So.....now I embrace my senior status, reinforced by classmate commits like, "Tom's social security number is '1'," and "Wrecking a carriage doesn't count," and "Tom's first radio was two cans and a string!"
At the same time, I've enjoyed reminding them that their parents didn't know each other when I started. They toss in some ribbing, and I respond that I'm retired. I don't have to work. They shut up.
The more I learn, the more aware I am that EMS is quickly evolving from what I remember. The days of "You call, we haul" are reaching their perihelion, and EMS MUST evolve to continue. The result is there is much to learn to get up to speed, but it is cutting edge. I'm very happy that my re-entry is in my home county.
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