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Yesterday was probably one of the more interesting days I've had in a while. I went to bed about 9:30 am and was sleeping peacefully until I heard voices. I just started leaving my windows open to keep the place cool, so I didnt think anything of it....until I heard footsteps as well. I awake to find a fully uniformed firefighter in my apartment telling me to leave, theres a fire in the building.
So dig, if you will, this picture. Yours truly, just awake, fumbling to throw on some jean shorts and racing downstairs into the front lawn of my apartment building. Coming through my front room, and it reeks of burning. Smoke etc. Im standing on my lawn in just my jean shorts, eyes barely open, trying to make sense of everything. My neighbor, who might I add was going on and on about how his three 'beautiful' children were in danger. Of course they were in swim gear and looked as though they had just came from the pool. The beautiful part?....well I suppose that a fathers love is blind. The firefighter who came into my apartment, which I did not lock for some odd reason and thankfully I didn't or else he would have kicked my door in, chatted with me when he wasnt busy risking his life.
Father of the year, went into his apartment for a few moments and came out keeling over from inhalation, which was mildly hysterical...I fully expect him to try and sue or collect some kind of money from either the tenants or the apartment complex. Seems as though someone left some food near a stove, and up it went.
In any case, no one was hurt, except for Father of the Year, and I was able to finally get back to bed.
First time something like that has ever happened, and im not a month into my new place.
This should be an intersting year.
So dig, if you will, this picture. Yours truly, just awake, fumbling to throw on some jean shorts and racing downstairs into the front lawn of my apartment building. Coming through my front room, and it reeks of burning. Smoke etc. Im standing on my lawn in just my jean shorts, eyes barely open, trying to make sense of everything. My neighbor, who might I add was going on and on about how his three 'beautiful' children were in danger. Of course they were in swim gear and looked as though they had just came from the pool. The beautiful part?....well I suppose that a fathers love is blind. The firefighter who came into my apartment, which I did not lock for some odd reason and thankfully I didn't or else he would have kicked my door in, chatted with me when he wasnt busy risking his life.
Father of the year, went into his apartment for a few moments and came out keeling over from inhalation, which was mildly hysterical...I fully expect him to try and sue or collect some kind of money from either the tenants or the apartment complex. Seems as though someone left some food near a stove, and up it went.
In any case, no one was hurt, except for Father of the Year, and I was able to finally get back to bed.
First time something like that has ever happened, and im not a month into my new place.
This should be an intersting year.