Just a Gigolo

Phil had an appointment at the VA Hospital on Friday. It snowed the day before and it was blowing snow all night. The Hospital is 1 1/2 hour drive away. So we left early, because we didn't know how the roads would be. It turned out the roads were not too bad, so we got there kinda early. Phil checked in and they called him in early. Half way into his appointment the fire alarm went off. I didn't even recognise it as a fire alarm at first. It wasn't a steady sound like it usually is. It was just intermittent beeps. People started coming out of their offices. Nobody was sure if it was a drill or if it was a real alarm. So after a few minutes of confusion it was determent that this was a real alarm and we were to leave the building. I am unable to walk very far, so for getting around in the hospital Phil pushed me around in a wheelchair.
We were on the third floor and of course you can't use the elevator during a fire. Hospital staff was helping everybody get out. I was also being helped, by a very nice man, to walk down the 3 flights of stairs. Once outside he helped me walk to the car, which wasn't very far away. By now I was hurting pretty bad. So I was glad to be able to sit in the car. I felt sorry for all the people that had to stand outside in the cold.
But after only about five minutes the man came back and said it was all cleared to go back inside. There was a small electrical fire on the first floor and it was taken care of. He told us to wait, while he went to get me a wheelchair. We waited about 10 minutes when he came back, all out of breath. I felt sorry for him, but  appreciated it very much. He said it took him a while to find a wheelchair. They were all being used to help patients back into the building.
Phil could have pushed me back from here on, but the man insisted to take me back to where we were coming from. At least we were able to use the elevator now. On the way up to the 3rd floor my helper said he would have to tell his wife that he was picking up chicks today and even getting paid for it.
He had turned into a gigolo. He really enjoyed that. He picked up a young lady.(Ha ha, me.) took her out (of the building) and even got paid for it. He told this story to several people we passed on our way back up. He jokingly said this was one of those things he wanted to do just once in his life. I was so glad I was able to fulfill his dream.