Last night, at Papa Johns, I get back in the store from a delivery around 9 or so. I discovered that one of the other drivers was laying on the floor next to the office door. I wasn't sure what was going on. I asked Charlotte, the manager, if he was all right. Apparently, he just toppled over into some kind of seizure. An ambulance was called. As Charlotte comforted him, I helped slice pizzas and answer the phones.

Something really weird happened during that time though. Since there were a lot of new drivers that I did not know in the store that night, I couldn't really tell who was on the ground since his face was covered up. I remember one of the drivers, Paul, asking "Where is this street? Where is this street?" in a really annoying tone to Charlotte, who was trying to deal with the driver on the ground. I thought to myself, "Shut the hell up, she's trying to deal with the situation, leave her alone". Then, sometime later, I realized that it was Paul who had the seizure and was laying on the ground. So it could not have been Paul who was asking for directions. But I could have sworn it was.

Paul eventually woke up and said that he did not remember a thing. Shortly later, the paramedics came and took him away.