That excuse wouldn't have worked though. They brought in fatasses during training for us to practice saving. We had certain techniques for the morbidly obese. It was hard as fuck and I can't imagine how hard it was for the girls who were shorter and tinier than me. I feel sick to my stomach every time I see a picture of a fatty on the stand. They're not watching the water, they're not giving a fuck and they definitely won't move fast enough to save someone. Jesus fuck, the amount of times I had to save little ones is astounding. There's no way fatasses could have moved fast enough to have saved them from certain doom. NEVER TRUST A FATTY. Yeah he was pretty awesome, I still go see him from time to time. I miss that job immensely but sadly, I have visible tattoos and that's a no no :C