left to die in the woods
The nurses at my summer camp were worried that my diabetes would cause me to spontaneously die on the annual camping & hiking trip, so they assigned me to the easy group. The group was full of kids with chronic health conditions and staffed by Stu The Nature Guy, the counselor most likely to help us survive.

We begin our hike, and my out-of-shape ass falls into step with a kid called Daniel. Daniel has a heart condition, and he can't let his heart beat too fast for fear of rupture, or something. Sounds implausible, but I believe him - he's a real sweetheart, with no reason to lie. As our hiking path grows steeper and steeper, Daniel and I fall further behind, accompanied only by Stu the Nature Guy, who is clearly pissed off to be bringing up the rear.

Stu tells us to go faster Daniel says he can't. Stu doesn't believe Daniel. I almost punch Stu. Stu grunts and takes off up the path, leaving us to die.

We continue ahead, but meet the rest of our group on the way back down. They're pretty destroyed as well. Back at the campsite, we learn that we followed the hardest trail in the park - so much for protecting us sickly children. That beats another group, who stumbled back to camp after dark, having lost the trail and bushwhacked back to the highway.
(tinyninja, Thu 14 Dec 2006, 19:42, Reply)