I was a fireman at one hot point in my life. It wasn’t the worst gig I’ve ever had, but it was no day at the beach. During my rookie year, I got hosed for always sleeping in. The other guys used to haze me by lighting matches and putting them out in my ears. I don’t care what you say, ear wax isn’t for candles. My fire chief would get all steamed about my work ethic. He always said that I shouldn’t try and be a hero because I’d probably accidentally kill someone. Little did he know, I only accidentally killed an old lady’s cat and an old lady. To my defense, the cat was already on fire. After that incident, the chief (who I suspect knew nothing of it) put me on paperwork detail. To get funding for our department, he made me write these back drafts. The only thing I really liked about the job is that we went out to Buffalo Wild Wings a couple times after work and got their hottest wings: Blazin’. Besides that, I wasn’t very good at putting out fires. Fire fighting just wasn’t for me. Luckily, a job at the meat packing plant opened after one of their oldest employees didn’t show up. I was rescued. Good riddens.
Mar 222010

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