Ungrateful Rescue
My roommate freshmen year of college. He was a spoiled, rich kid. But that’s besides the point. On a Wednesday night half way through the first semester he got really drunk at a house party, and came back to our room.
I was playing Halo Reach with some buddies in our room when he came in the room and face planted right in front of us. We stopped playing and took him to his bed, laid him on his side and pointed his face towards the garbage.
We sat there for a little bit and he started throwing up blood and dry heaving. He turned a whitish green color. I went to get my RA to call the paramedics. While my roommate was being brought out, the medic said to me “you did the right thing, you may have just saved his life.”
After getting his stomach pumped, the kid got mad at me. He broke some of my stuff and made my life horrible. Turned my friends away from me. I saved the kid’s life and he was mad because his parents found out. I don’t understand. Story credit: Reddit / MarkHirsch91