True Story: You can’t make this stuff up.

While at work one afternoon, a woman from housekeeping came running into the office and screamed, “The dumpster’s on fire!” It was one of those big ones that they bring in on a flat bed truck. I told her to pull the fire alarm and I went to see how bad it was. She came running back and told me that the fire alarm didn’t work. I grabbed an extinguisher and emptied it, then another and another. The housekeeper had disappeared, presumably in her car and halfway home, and I was wondering if I should start running down the hall scaring the hell out of people or get in my truck and head home. Then down the hall saunters the maintenance chief just waking up from his nap. He stopped, blinked several times and asked what he should do. I told him to go call 911. He stood there and blinked a few more times and asked, “What’s their number?”

You have no idea how far a guy my size can throw a fire extinguisher?

A Note: It seems that I’ll be otherwise detained, unless someone will go my bail, Monday and Tuesday of next week. But I should be back in business on Wednesday.

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