This was me at one hot point in my life

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.

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