My friend and former girlfriend Alicia once got hit by a car. The driver rolled, hitting her at low speed in a crosswalk, and no matter at what speed that happens, getting hit by thousands of pounds of car is going to affect you even if you're Arnold Schwarzenegger. So my petite former girlfriend wound up in the hospital, and to get there, she needed an ambulance.
When Alicia told me later about the accident and the ambulance ride, she was already better. And one sign that she was better is that she was also complaining "the EMT wasn't even hot!"
And an idea, glorious and hot, was spawned that day: an ambulance service staffed by hot people! You're rescued from the scene of your accident by an ambulance dispatched from Get The Blood Running Dispatchers, knowing that this person has a thing for Gender X and Types J, N, S and U, so one or two EMTs fitting those criteria pile into an ambulance that roars off to the accident scene carrying hotness. Wouldn't you feel better knowing that the highly trained and capable EMT hooking you up to the machines and racing you to the further life-saving machines at the hospital is also smokin' hot? If I wiped the blood and shattered teeth from my face to see Rosario Dawson or Kate Winslet, I know I'd feel suddenly much more zen with having lots of my blood on the outside of my body. Would also mean that there's still plenty of blood on the inside of my body, too, if you get my meaning.
Really. Just a TV show based on this would be bigger than Baywatch. IMAGINE HOW IT'D GO OVER IN REALITY.