I worked as a support worker for people with learning disabilities.
One of the gentlemen was obsessed with emergency vehicles. He was convinced that they needed his help when they had their lights and sirens on.
It started off relatively harmless, and as it was a special interest we would take him on trips to the fire station and to talks about emergency services.
Then it escalated into dangerous territory. He would start running towards them, across roads or anything else that was in his way. He was 6 ft 2 and a big bloke, I was 21 and 9 stone wet through so it was terrifying. I could not physically stop him, but my boss insisted I should keep taking him out without any extra help or cover because 'we can't afford to have two staff just for him'.
He started getting so angry if one went past outside and I wouldn't open the locked front door (had to keep it locked due to ither residents who were a flight risk and non verbal). I had to dodge a fire extinguisher that was thrown at my head once.
I ended up quitting. I genuinely loved my job, but felt I couldn't keep the service users safe in those conditions. And honestly, it just was not worth the pay I was getting.
Last I heard he had to go into a secure unit. Seeing this story made me feel so sad, as I wondered if this young man was possibly similar.