re: Anyone here ever saved someone's life? Tell me your story.

Pulled several people from wrecked cars when I was a fire fighter.

I only went in that one time. I did get a toddler out but I was right behind him so when he fell in I just grabbed his leg and yanked him out.

No other saves for me.

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Jobu93

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I too was a lifeguard, but worked at a waterpark. There was a really short waterslide that was nothing but a steep drop down into six feet of water. Since the slide itself was so short, and it was in a family-friendly area, a lot of people would send their little kids down the slide whether they could swim or not.

So I'm working the bottom of the slide, I have the switch that activates the "go" light at the top of the slide. I press the switch, and a little kid comes down... starts to drown. I go in after him, get him up on the rescue tube and start heading back to the ladder...

then kid number two comes down. Starts to drown. Grab him and throw him up on the rescue tube only to have a third kid come down. Starts to drown, throw her on the tube.

So I have three kids on the rescue tube, and I'm yelling at the top of my lungs "STOP SENDING PEOPLE DOWN." Kid number four promptly comes down. Luckily this one's only like six or seven, so I'm able to hold this one up by his armpit. Where the hell the help is, I have no idea. But I again try to swim to the ladder with four kids in tow....

And then the mom comes down. A frickin whale of a woman. And of course, she can't swim either. So I grab her under the armpit trying to hold her up, have the other kid held up with my other arm, and three kids holding on to the rescue tube. I'm completely submerged trying to hold this lady up and her kid, and I kick as hard as I can to get back to the ladder.

As soon as I make it back the ladder, the woman grabs it, climbs up, and starts yelling. At this point, I had probably spent a good thirty seconds under water swimming as hard as I could, so I had no idea what she was saying. All of the kids jump climb out, and I'm just exhausted. By the time I catch my breath, the entire family is gone. No thanks. No nothing.

It's funny. The safest looking stuff were usually the ones with the most problems. I had over seventy rescues one summer. Luckily nobody required CPR. The worst issue I ever had was a spinal where some lady flipped over in a tube and smacked her head on the bottom of a pool. Luckily all I had to do was hold her head/neck still until the supervisors came in and strapped her into the backboard.

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P-Dawg

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I worked at a water park also. First one was the same type slide as yours with a deep pool. A little kid (couldn't have been more that 2yo sinks like a stone). Afterward I went up to the worker at the top of the slide and wore her arse out for sending a baby down.

Second one was a preteen that slipped and hit his head and fell in the water unconscious. These 2 were in my first week and shook me up so bad that I quit.

I just wanted the job to look at hot chicks all day.

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Anyone here ever saved someone's life?

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Yes

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Tell me your story.

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On upon a time, someone was fixin' to die. I used karate, and saved their life.

This has actually happened many times.

Pushed a fellow offshore roustabout out of harms way in 1980, the pallets crushed the wall and chemicals went overboard. The next day I quit. I don't know if I saved his life, but I saved his arse from getting smushed.

Saving a dog's life = Saving 6 people's lives.

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I just wanted the job to look at hot chicks all day.

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Unfortunately at my water park (and I'm guessing most pools), the quality of the girls wasn't always as good as you'd hope. My favorite spot was working the bottom of the cliff hanger, it was a slide with like an 80 foot drop. I'd say about 50% of the time, if a girl was wearing a bikini, their top would be off by the time they'd reach the bottom. Sometimes it was a blessing.... sometimes the view would ruin your day.

There was this one girl, absolutely gorgeous, that came an entire summer and would flirt with me every week. I had finally turned 16, had my license and my own car. It was the last day of work for the year, and I finally had the balls to ask this girl out. She said she'd stop by later in the day.

So I'm working the wave pool, and this guy comes up to the lifeguard stand and says, "Somebody's defecated in the pool." I knew what he meant, but I was just startled and could only mutter, "Eh... what?" So he says, "Somebody just took a shite in the pool."

So I blow my whistle, stop the waves from running, and make the signal to clear the pool. It's the last day the park's open, and the pool is packed. Literally a couple hundred people in the pool. The other guards clear everyone out, and sure enough, crystal clear, there're a bunch of turds in the dead-center of the pool.

The supervisor comes over and asks what the hell I'm doing. I point to the turds, and he asks, "Do you have your gloves?" My head sinks. He hands me a large plastic bag. He says, "Have fun."

So I walk around to the shallow end of the pool and start walking my way to the floaters. It's just me, a giant pool, some poop, and hundreds of people staring at me. After what seemed like eternity, I got to the turds and just started bagging the poop (and I must say there's a certain delicate skill to getting the poop in your hand without having it break apart before you actually get it in a bag).

So I bag the poop, turn around, and start the long walk back to the shallow end. I see people pointing, laughing, looks of disgust... the whole gamut. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the girl I'd hoped to get some dinner with that night. And she sees me, walking out of a pool with a bag full of feces. I turn to take the crap to the medical waste bin, and I never see her again. No number, no nothing.

Audrey Hepburn conned me for 30 bucks a month for years...