I'm scared shitless of the fact that I have to be the first person to act if his lifestyle gets the better of him at work. I'm appointed first-aider at our company (is it the correct term? I got a special training and have to re-pass every two years), and what the fuck am I supposed to do? I can call 911, but chest compressions on a 600-pounder? Fucking forget it, he's a goner.