Get into an accident on the 5 or get shot outside a store, and I promise that you're someone you'll wish you knew in real life.

I keep your kids alive. I keep your parents alive.

We don't have to be friends, but I'm likely more involved in my community than you are, and I have a far greater impact on the people around me than you likely do.

You sound like a naive person.

That's OK. I'm happy to help keep my community alive, hold the hands of people who are hurting, and administer pain medication so they don't hurt as much. I'm happy to talk about diet modifications when someone discovers that they have a new GI problem because 20 years of shitty diet has caught up with them.

And when the times comes, I'll deploy overseas and rescue US service members who protect your right to "decide I'm not someone you's like to know in real life", because I'm a Reserve Flight Medic.

You go live your life.

You go look down on me, and think I'm beneath you.

I'll protect your right to do just that, because eventually, if I'm lucky, you'll realize just how much people like me do to support people like you.

Enjoy your soft, protected life.

I earned it.