What is the best EMS shirt line you've ever seen....

[medic_9]

Our local shirts:

Paramedics....Because firefighters need hero's too.

[akroeze]

Our local shirts:

Paramedics....Because firefighters need hero's too.

*claps*

[BushyFromOz]

Paramedics dont usually save lives - they just prolong your miserabe existance

[Lucky~13]

Our local shirts:

Paramedics....Because firefighters need hero's too.

Your my hero! :laughing3:

[Asysin2leads]

Actually, I like those moronic t-shirts because it lets me know exactly who to throw off of the scene if they show up wearing one.

Although I have to admit the EMS - "It's not a hobby" and the firefighter one made me smile a little. I have one, count it, one blue t-shirt with an embroidery of a paramedic patch on it. That's it. I wear it once in a while while I'm out.

[CoyoteMedic]

Its not a shirt, but there are a bunch of licence plate frames out there. One I've seen reads "Paramedics save lives, EMT's save paramedics"

[Asysin2leads]

You know, in my vivid imagination, I can see in my mind's eye the type of person who would display a bumpersticker such as the one named above, and I'd like to tell you all a little story about him. If you don't want to read all of this, or you just don't quite get the point and need it spelled out for you, please refer to the Cliff Note marked with an asterix (*) at the end for a nice summation.

This person is an overweight fellow in his mid 30's, comfortably employed in the food service industry, who uses volunteer EMS to fill the void in his life most people fill with friends, family, and significant others. He lives in his parent's basement, it cluttered with stacks of Galls, Starlog magazines, and Victoria's Secret catalogues despite the fact he hasn't had a girlfrined since the Macarena was in style. One day as he flips the pages of a tome filled with equipment that no person in EMS, living or dead, has ever found a situation that they would need it. Suddenly, his mouth hangs agape as half eaten Cheetoes fall across the page, there, staring up at him, is what he has been looking for all his life, a single phrase, so clever and original that sums up perfectly what he and all the rest of his volunteer squad know, that they are really the difference between life and death.

His bank account is a litle short because of the Star of Life tatoo he just got, but he has just enough to pay for his prize, plus the shipping and handling, and soon, very soon, he is able to slap that baby over one of the many rust spots on his 1986 Yugo, fitted with a strobe pack who's cost could have put him through a year at Harvard. He can't wait to show it off to the members of his squad and with as much power as the Yugo's engine will muster, radio scanner cranked up, he tears off to his squad's building, strobe pack causing corneal damage across the land scape, people everywhere wondering what the hell a Yugo is doing with a lightbar.

He shows off his prize possession to the other former members of the A/V club, and with nasal snorts and guffaws, they high five each other, knowing this time they've shown those lousy paramedics up but good. The others invite him in for a night filled with root beer and gummy bears, and he accepts, but stops just for a moment, to blow a kiss through the garage door at his 'baby', a 2007 6 wheel drive fully armored Freightliner ambulance, which he has pictures of plastered all over his room right next to the Britney Spears posters, the ones where she was younger and looked less obviously like white trash.

And as he falls asleep that night with a little smile on his face, confident in knowing now, now the world will know what has been a secret all this time... With out EMT's, paramedics would all spontaeneously combust in mass fits of panic. And somewhere in the darkness, a paramedic who caught a glimpse of the Yugo blowing by him with N'Sync blaring, observing the lightbar, the driver, and to top it all off the bumpersticker on his way home from another overtime shift because he makes half of what comparably trained people make, wants to shoot himself in the face with a bazooka, and considers that job at the sewage treatment plant just a little bit more. The End.

*Cliff note - Anybody who has a bumpersticker that says anything about EMT's

saving paramedics is a f---ing loser.

[nsmedic393]

LMFAO

[fallout]

Wow, that guy was in my last semester of paramedic class. He came completely unglued during patient assessment and started banging his head on the building.

[FIREEMS92]

I wouldn't wear most of those shirts, they have to be in good taste