Shallow, clothes-oriented post

[ceebeegee]

Today I'm wearing a mini-skirt--it's in this squarish mod pattern, with tonal shades of red and orange. It's mid-thigh. I'm also wearing a sleeveless coral-red turtleneck, and fuck-me-red patent leather shoes (my Life-Saving shoes--I got them for free after doing the Heimlich maneuver in the shoe department at Hecht's) and of course matching coral-red lipstick, with a bluish-red gloss on top. If anyone kissed me their mouth would be quite red. I'm just sayin'.

Oh yes, and a cherry-red satin bra. It's all about the red (and complementary shades of orange) today.

(After putting on this outfit this morning, I suffered a Dark Night of the Soul wherein I struggled about whether to wear pantyhose. All sorts of parameters to consider--the length of the skirt, the lack of sleeves in the shirt, the fact that I didn't tan last night. I gave in and put on the hose--can't look too hoochy-mama at work.)

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[ceebeegee.livejournal.com]

I was in the shoe department, looking for shoes to match a red dress I was wearing that night for the Christmas party at the theater where I worked. A woman came running across, very upset and saying "she's not breathing, call an ambulance." She had a 2-3 year old with her who wasn't breathing. Another woman tried to whack her on the back and I stopped her, saying "you're only supposed to tap infants on the back--you have to do the Heimlich with a bigger child." I picked her up and did the thrust a couple of times, and finally a wad of plegm (I think) flew out and the child started crying. Then the woman grabbed her and started sobbing, and I said "she's crying, so she's breathing. You need to calm down because you're upsetting her." I was pretty calm for most of it, then when it was over I started shaking. I sat down and the manager flew over and was all, "Oh my God, I saw that, can I get you anything, some water, something?" I handed him the floor sample and said "Can I see these in a 5 and a half?" He got me the shoes and then just gave them to me for free. A friend of mine from the theater saw it and came over as well; we talked about it and then I left and went home and HAD A DRINK. I was really shaking. It's a Wonderful Life was on TV when I got home too, which seemed appropriate. When I got to the theater that night, my friend had gotten there first and told everyone, and people were applauding, and coming over to me. It was...interesting. An interesting experience.

Hey, free Bandolinos, you can't beat that with a stick.

So you saved a little girls' life.....and all you got were a pair of shoes?!?!?

[foulpost.livejournal.com]

I am truly impressed. I actually just got re-certified last week in CPR but I've never had to use it. You really did save her, or at least save her from some brain damage. Sounds like the shaking was a delayed response when it hit you that that little girl is alive because of you. You didn't panic and focused on the manuever. I probably would have felt the same way afterward. Good for you. Sounds like you're a good chick to have around in a sticky spot.

Re: So you saved a little girls' life.....and all you got were a pair of shoes?!?!?

[ceebeegee.livejournal.com]

So you saved a little girls' life.....and all you got were a pair of shoes?!?!?

Well, they were Bandolinos.

Sounds like you're a good chick to have around in a sticky spot.

What are you trying to say...? ;)

When I did my ship contract, I enjoyed the emergency drills. It was frustrating to be assigned a really pansy task during drills--herding the passengers into line--when what I really wanted to do was raise and lower the lifeboats. I learned how to do that and when the safety officer would ask for volunteers, I would beg to be chosen, and he'd only choose me if no guy was available. Our safety officer was really sexist--it was ridiculous, because most of the guys on my safety team were exhausted (they worked in the laundry) and I was all fresh and perky, and dying to lower the lifeboats. I did get to pilot them once.

We also watched a video once about the sinking of the ferry Estonia (a terrible disaster that happened in the mid-'90s) and learned there were different types of response modes in emergencies--denial, panic, an assessment of what needs to be done, and the ability to execute it. I guess I'm the latter because I've always been good in emergencies. It's always afterwards when I start shaking and need a drink. or several.

Re: So you saved a little girls' life.....and all you got were a pair of shoes?!?!?

[foulpost.livejournal.com]

Like I know what the hell Bandolinos are..

Oh and now you're just as trained as I was in shipboard emergencies? Well if we ever wind up on a ship together I'll just follow your lead since I trust your judgement and I would probably turn into Dr. Smith. Oh deah...oh deah!

Re: So you saved a little girls' life.....and all you got were a pair of shoes?!?!?

[minstrel70.livejournal.com]

I'll be sure to have both of you aboard the first time I skipper my own boat, in case of emergency.

I'm with ceebeegee on the "act swiftly, shake later" thing. I've never saved anyone's life but my own, but I have the exact same response after the adrenaline wears off from a life-threatening situation. I shake, and I feel weak like I haven't eaten in a month.

[ceebeegee.livejournal.com]

You mean Captain Smith? Are you talking about the skipper of the Titanic?

Bandolinos are expensive Italian shoes. And I have a pair, my very own pair, in Fuck Me Red patent leather.

[foulpost.livejournal.com]

No I mean Dr. Zachary Smith of Lost in Space

"Can I see these in a 5 and a half?"

[king-duncan.livejournal.com]

That's an awesome story.