Things you have done that you are proud of

Hopefully we have all had some shining moments in our lives. Maybe got a job for someone who was in a real bad spot or completed a major project in life or helped an elderly person with their groceries. Whether it is the thing you are most proud of in life, or just something you did today that makes you feel good about yourself, feel free to share.

OK, I'll bite.

I found $5100 on the floor at LAX, and returned it to its rightful owner.

I was getting off a flight from Toronto, and saw the money. Another passenger identified the bills (five $1000 Cdn and one $100 US) and I gave them to him. His wife wanted to give me a reward, but I declined.

I don't know why someone was walking around with that kind of money stuffed in his pocket, but that wasn't the point.

Originally Posted by WildeMan

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OK, I'll bite.

I found $5100 on the floor at LAX, and returned it to its rightful owner.

I was getting off a flight from Toronto, and saw the money. Another passenger identified the bills (five $1000 Cdn and one $100 US) and I gave them to him. His wife wanted to give me a reward, but I declined.

I don't know why someone was walking around with that kind of money stuffed in his pocket, but that wasn't the point.

That's a highly commendable gesture. You're a better man than most.

there was some outrageously hot girls i bedded.


on a serious note, Ive been proud of a lot that ive accomplished professionally at work as a musician in my younger days.

Saved a friend's life. Well sort of. This friend had a host of medical issues including diabetes and being allergic to protein. Tough life but was still one of the happiest guys I've ever met. I mean, as an adult he drank formula and had the most restrictive diet I've ever seen but the dude walked around without a single gripe.

One morning while everyone was eating breakfast (was a boarding school) I happened to be catching up on something in the classroom when he walked into the classroom wearing just slippers and a pair of pants. Unclothed from waist up he was staring straight ahead as if sleepwalking, totally unaware of his surroundings. He was unresponsive when I called out his name and seemed to be in shock, wearing this look of death on his face. Apparently his blood sugar was way off. The guy started shivering almost immediately after coming in so I placed my coat over his shoulders and bolted to the Headmasters office who also happened to be his uncle.

So far about 45 seconds had passed. His uncle informed me that his nephew had a vial/shot in his dormitory room. After explaining what it looked like he told me to run and bring it back. Another student passed by and he was recruited as well, we tore the room upside down but couldn't find it. We ran back and they had already called an ambulance as the kid was shaking and convulsing. If I recall they had given him a bit of OJ to try and stabilize him but he wasn't responsive. At this point a few minutes had passed and I decided to try and search again for the insulin shot. I ran back to his room and pulled out the drawers of his dresser and lo and behold it had fallen behind one of his top drawers. Why I even bothered to look there I have no clue.

I ran back to the main building and gave it to his uncle and he and another faculty member administered the shot. My heart was pounding away the entire time and I don't think I ever felt as relieved as I did after he was stabilized. Quite a rewarding feeling though. Every once in a while the story pops into my head and it makes me happy, knowing I kinda saved my friend.

im a type 1 diabetic...this has happened to me before... Im forever grateful to the friends that helped me out. When my blood sugar gets too low it literally feels like im going to die.

That sucks. I have severe food allergies (see my Goddamn beef lo mein threak) and I know how that feels. No fun.

still have to say raising my kids well.

Originally Posted by WildeMan

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OK, I'll bite. I found $5100 on the floor at LAX, and returned it to its rightful owner. I was getting off a flight from Toronto, and saw the money. Another passenger identified the bills (five $1000 Cdn and one $100 US) and I gave them to him. His wife wanted to give me a reward, but I declined. I don't know why someone was walking around with that kind of money stuffed in his pocket, but that wasn't the point.
I was in a similar situation once. A guy left his briefcase on a baggage cart in a hotel elevator. It was full of a lot of important business materials. After having a few jokes with my friends about our "insider trading plans" (he worked for a public company), I called the guy and told him to come pick it up. He looked very relieved. Had no idea where he left it. He offered a reward, but I declined. Good karma was enough.

I also once returned a briefcase to a lady that forgot it in the airport on her way to Aspen. Mary Samsonite. I'll never forget her. What a babe. As it turns out, there was a million dollars in the briefcase.

Originally Posted by eztantz

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Saved a friend's life. Well sort of. This friend had a host of medical issues including diabetes and being allergic to protein. Tough life but was still one of the happiest guys I've ever met. I mean, as an adult he drank formula and had the most restrictive diet I've ever seen but the dude walked around without a single gripe.

One morning while everyone was eating breakfast (was a boarding school) I happened to be catching up on something in the classroom when he walked into the classroom wearing just slippers and a pair of pants. Unclothed from waist up he was staring straight ahead as if sleepwalking, totally unaware of his surroundings. He was unresponsive when I called out his name and seemed to be in shock, wearing this look of death on his face. Apparently his blood sugar was way off. The guy started shivering almost immediately after coming in so I placed my coat over his shoulders and bolted to the Headmasters office who also happened to be his uncle.

So far about 45 seconds had passed. His uncle informed me that his nephew had a vial/shot in his dormitory room. After explaining what it looked like he told me to run and bring it back. Another student passed by and he was recruited as well, we tore the room upside down but couldn't find it. We ran back and they had already called an ambulance as the kid was shaking and convulsing. If I recall they had given him a bit of OJ to try and stabilize him but he wasn't responsive. At this point a few minutes had passed and I decided to try and search again for the insulin shot. I ran back to his room and pulled out the drawers of his dresser and lo and behold it had fallen behind one of his top drawers. Why I even bothered to look there I have no clue.

I ran back to the main building and gave it to his uncle and he and another faculty member administered the shot. My heart was pounding away the entire time and I don't think I ever felt as relieved as I did after he was stabilized. Quite a rewarding feeling though. Every once in a while the story pops into my head and it makes me happy, knowing I kinda saved my friend.

that was an epic story (no sarcasm). my eyes were glued till i finished reading lol