When I recapped how Tyler and I spent our time in San Francisco a couple months ago, I’d mentioned there was “a story for another post” – this is that story.
We were eating lunch out on the patio of SAMS American Eatery on Market Street. It was en route to The Painted Ladies from our hotel, and it had excellent reviews, so we had picked it out that morning. I was enjoying their fried chicken sandwich with tater tots (would recommend) when we had a man come up to us from the street. He asked if we had seen any police officers go in. We told him no. Then he asked if we had a phone.
SAMS 
SAMS
I glanced down at my phone, located next to my plate on the table because I’d been taking pictures of our food. Whelp, there was no getting out of this one. So I said yes, I did; he then explained that there was a woman who sincerely needed medical attention, just on the other side of the walled patio we were eating on, and could we please call 911 for her?
So I did. Tyler and I discussed this afterward, and honestly, I would much rather call 911 and have it be nothing than not call for someone that needed it. So I dialed… and got placed on hold. Now, I have only called 911 a couple times in my life, and never before have I been put on hold. But this is San Francisco – presumably, this happens in other major cities, and the recording assured me I should stay on the line.
Once I got through to the operator, I let them know I was calling on behalf of someone else, and explained the situation to the best of my ability. The man who asked us to call stayed with the woman, and he eventually brought her to a separate table on the patio, where our server brought them water. 911 assured me they had someone on the way, and we hung out until the paramedics arrived, just in case they needed to contact us.
It was such a surreal experience, as we watched the woman be helped onto the stretcher and into the ambulance, and I told the stranger that he had done a good thing. Tyler and I left shortly after to continue our day, making our way to The Painted Ladies and Golden Gate Park
The Painted Ladies 
Golden Gate Park 
Golden Gate Park
It was definitely a high-stress situation during what should have been a “relaxing” vacation (much like our almost mugging in Puerto Rico), but I hope that, in a similar position, someone would do the same for me.