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So, yeah. Earlier today, I got to put out a fire at work caused by a customer flicking a lit cigarette into a shopping cart which, incidentally, had some incredibly flammable discarded paper ads lining the bottom of it.
Yes. In the middle of a hardware store. Which is filled with wood, oil, a shit ton of cardboard, and explosive chemicals.
I don't even know. Please don't ask.
Anyway. I have a tiny cough and I smell of burnt paper. I was also at work a full hour and a half later than I should have been and got out at 11:30 when I have to be back at 8.
GDS, I need your help.
Spam me with anything and everything you can think of in regards to fire*.
*Please, nothing actually dying from the flames. It's been a bad enough weekend. Don't make it any worse. Humor preferred.
Yes. In the middle of a hardware store. Which is filled with wood, oil, a shit ton of cardboard, and explosive chemicals.
I don't even know. Please don't ask.
Anyway. I have a tiny cough and I smell of burnt paper. I was also at work a full hour and a half later than I should have been and got out at 11:30 when I have to be back at 8.
GDS, I need your help.
Spam me with anything and everything you can think of in regards to fire*.
*Please, nothing actually dying from the flames. It's been a bad enough weekend. Don't make it any worse. Humor preferred.