The thoughts thunk by a newly turned 30 year old who should really be doing something else.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Adrienne to the rescue!!!
While at the ATM the other day, I observed what appeared to be smoke in the mulch next to the parking lot of the bank. I would not have noticed this if it weren't for my driver's window being inoperable, thus causing me to get out of my car. I got my money and ventured over to the smoke billowing from the ground. In the few seconds it took to get to the fire, I was really hoping that it wasn't smoke but water from a malfunctioning sprinkler. Nope. There were flames and no water. With the speed of a cheetah, I grabbed the full bottle of water from my car and doused the flames. I was feeling pretty satisfied with myself until it dawned on me that it was a very hot, dry, and windy day. The mulch could still be smoldering underneath and reignite. So, I called the fire department. They put more water on it and declared it safe while I stood there wondering if they thought it was me that started the fire. I don't think they did because I haven't been investigated by the authorities...yet. Either way, if I hadn't noticed that fire, it could have gotten really big and spread to the bank and the bank could have gone up in flames. So, I think the bank should give me some money. So what if the fire was no bigger than a pop can?
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Daaang. I'd have just spit in the general direction of the fire and called it good. Or just assumed it was a controlled fire. I'm really good at convincing myself. Good work, Ad. :)
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