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When I was a kid, I was swimming in some huge indoor public pool somewhere near Colorado Springs...a recreation center of sorts, I guess. I was slowly wading out of the shallow end, closer to the deeper end, kinda tip-toeing under the water to to keep my head above it. I went a little too far and started panicking because I couldn't swim, and in my panic I swallowed some water and the shit hit the fan. I was scared to death, choking on water and thrashing around really hard to try and save myself (mindless thrashing doesn't work BTW). Outta the corner of my eye, I catch a blurry shot of the lifeguard diving into the pool, then she shot over like a lazer and dragged my worthless body outta the water like some pathetic, limpdick ragdoll. I was really out of it, and I had to puke up a ton of water - then walk the perimeter of the pool all the way back to the changing room. Everyone in and around the pool was staring at me the entire way there.
I recall feeling mega embarrassed during that long-ass walk, with everyone sitting in silence and eyeballing me. It's strange though...for all these years, I've always chalked that situation up as embarrassing - but never once appreciated the fact that some lady pretty much saved my life. Yeah, it's safe to say that I woulda been in some serious shit if she wasn't there. And I didn't even say thanks.
You bet your ass I know how to swim now, though. True story!
^ Oh, I drew this for some japanese vending machine thing we started here on NG. ^