"Yeah, I"m fine. What time is it?"
"It's 1pm. There's an ambulance coming."
"Well, I need to see you up and moving around before I'll cancel the call."
I'm a full-time student who makes ends meet in a seedy motel on the edge of one of Portland's notorious vice districts. Though we get a lot of nice out-of-towners either driving through town or coming through the airport, we also see a lot of the vermin that populate Portland's underbelly. Or as I put it once, "Tweakers, hookers, and vagrants--oh my!"
Personally, I'm constantly amazed by what I see of humanity here: the nasty, the dumb, and on rare occasions, the sublime.