“Donate a new theater building to my school and we’ll call it even.”
A personal reward for doing something I would have done anyway would mess up my chi something fierce. But a new theater building will benefit the whole town.
“Donate a new theater building to my school and we’ll call it even.”
A personal reward for doing something I would have done anyway would mess up my chi something fierce. But a new theater building will benefit the whole town.
Dude, if you’ve got billions and could spare a couple million so I can stop going to work and spend more time with my kids, that would be friggin’ wonderful. If not, that’s fine too. I didn’t expect anything. I need to get back to the canoodling.
Odds are youd get zero. People worth billions don’t need life insurance.
I dunno if I’d say “whatever you think is fair” or “howzabout $1000 for my favorite charity?”
Any of my kids’ lives is worth much more to me than mine. But I don’t have life insurance on any of them, because (a) there are better ways to invest for their futures, and (b) I have no desire to profit from their deaths.
If I were the wealthy father in this scenario, I would offer a specific cash rewar, and if it were refused I would offer to make a charitable donation in the rescuer’s name, as silenus suggests. But if you suggested that I didn’t value my kid’s life as you seem to be doing, I’d be very tempted to punch you in the schnozz.
If they were seriously worth billions, I would ask for at least a million. That would be pocket change for him.
Yup. (Although I might not bother the son until he was out of the hospital.)
I truly would not expect or ask for a reward (although I could surely use the cash). But I would be *sure *that his wife knew just what a stingy asshole she was married to.
I could retire and live comfortably for the rest of my life on 5.3 million. I would ask for that.
Although I don’t really see the reason to keep it hushed. Someone saves my kids life, and I am financially able to thank them. What is shameful about that?
Zero
And I’d hope that Paternus Dickheadus being a condescending, insulting dick about rewarding the “little people” wouldn’t annihilate any good feelings about the good rescue outcome.
I would not accept a reward. I am an ER doc. My malpractice insurance doesn’t cover care I provide outside my regular job and accepting payment could void the protection I get from Good Samaritan laws.
Hmm. i did not know that. Two questions:
The OP specifies that the Hypothetical You was not alone at the cabin, but rather was with THY’s sweetie-spouse, honey, whatever. Could the Sweetie take the reward without generating trouble for you? Would it mattert if she or he was your spouse?
Suppose all you did was drive the snowmobiler to the hospital. Could you take the reward then?
What if the dad had received a PM from his son the day before the incident in which the son had told dad that he was planning on going to the SEC about dad’s Ponzi scheme/ his mom about dad’s hot babe in the condo in Costa Rica, and the dad had instructed his majordomo to arrange for a mechanical fault to appear in his son’s snowmobile’s control mechanism?
In retrospect, I answered hastily and without asking a key question: How nice are the mom’s tits?
Hmm. Okay, let’s assume for the record that since I wrote the thread, the mom is attractive by my lights. Her mammaries about at largest the size of Natalie Portman’s.
I would not ask for a reward.
I’d ask for the cost of the medical supplies our host provided to be covered, and I’d pick up replacements on my way out of town. Plus enough for a good night out on the town for me & the SO, so, maybe a couple hundred bucks plus cost of supplies.
I’m not sure exactly where the legal limits are. I’m a doctor, not a lawyer. If I’m at the cabin with my flavor of the week boy-toy I don’t think him accepting a reward would cause me problems. If I’m there with my husband and he takes the reward it’s much closer to me accepting payment. Especially if we’re in a community property state.
You specified a critically injured person. There’s no way I’m moving him without at least a cursory physical assessment to determine the nature of his injuries. If the only thing I did was drive the car it’s because my sweetie is a physician or paramedic which brings us back to question 1 only with the roles reversed.
Really I view scenarios like this one as just part of being a doctor. Occupational hazard. I went on a waterfall tour when I was in the Dominican Republic and when some guy dislocated his shoulder sliding down one of the falls I popped it back in for him. When I was in Yosemite my brother came running back up the trail to tell me that there was an injured hiker ahead. I didn’t end up providing care for her obviously broken wrist because search and rescue was already on scene. On my recent trip to the Grand Canyon I didn’t end up dispensing anything more serious than ibuprofen, tylenol and bandaids. But I had suture supplies and splints just in case.
Wait, you have a boy-toy AND a husband? Those never don’t end messily.
You should ask him to fund a pay-off-and-get-out-of-my-life-forever plan for whichever one you choose to dump (probably the boy-toy, since you did say he was flavor-of-the-week. But seriously, you should knock that shit off. One of these days it’s falling apart).
I’d ask the parents of the ski mobiler to make the cabin owners whole. IOW, if the bleeding patient bloodied up their sheets and towels, I’d ask them to get them a new bed and linens.
Accepting a reward beyond that would be unsavory to me.
I’d say, “Since your wife is insisting, I’ll take whatever will make her feel good about the situation. But honestly, we didn’t do this for any money. We did it because we found a man in pain.”