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Saturday, June 29, 2013
Insult to Injury gets funny
Ever have one of those days? Not to get into the details, but my lovely wife had to make an emergency trip to the doctors. Thank goodness my middle daughter could take her, as I was babysitting until my youngest daughter could drive home from work. Anyway, everything is under control and my lovely wife will be fine.
I finally make it home and pick up the mail. I've been picked to report for grand jury duty on July 29. I already have to report for petite jury duty on July 8. That can't be right. Of course, by the time I got the mail, the offices were closed for the weekend. I'm beginning to feel like the only guy on the list.
Then I discover my blog has somehow been deleted. It wasn't too hard to get Google to make it right, but still, today of all days.
Things were just starting to get weird enough that my strange sense of humor was about to kick in. When things get too absurd, I start to laugh about it. Then if something else goes wrong, my laughter gets a little wild. Just because the universe is joking with me doesn't mean I can't laugh too. Kinda freaks out the people around me though.
Never claimed to be normal.
It did get me into trouble at the fire station a time or two. My pager goes off and I'm called to a major structure fire in town. While fighting that fire, I see a huge bolt of lighting strike on the other side of town. Sure enough, that bolt from the blue set another house on fire.
I get shuffled back to the station with a load of heat exhausted men. We are a small department with almost no mutual aid. As soon as I get into the station, the last of our equipment gets dispatched to a major car accident. For some reason the chief though it would be a good idea to have me fill in on the communications desk. There I was, no idea who's in charge of what incident or even where most of the equipment is. At that point the fire alarm at the hospital goes off.
Now I was already punchy from fighting the first fire, things are crazy busy, and then the hospital has a major problem. I should have bumped the problem up the chain of command, and asked if there were any available units. But no, my sense of humor had kicked in. I got on the radio and say, “To whom it may concern, we have a major alarm at the hospital.”
Well, the chief quickly pulled me off the radio and starts chewing me out for sounding unprofessional on the radio. Well heck, it was his own fault for putting me there. By then I'm out of control and he's funny too. I can't stop grinning, even while being chewed out. Probably just as well he had too much on his plate to deal with me much longer.
So if things are getting weird and I start laughing about it, that doesn't mean everything is going to be Okay. Most likely it means things have gone sideways and there is a brand new malfunction in the mix.
I live in an area of NH known as the Great North Woods. I'm in my dome-i-cile out in the county with my lovely wife and a varying number of family and friends
-part red neck, part hippie but all country. Experimenting and enjoying the adventure of life.