Much has been made of my obsession with firemen. So much so that I’ve taken to rolling my eyes and shrugging it off. Come on, people. I can’t possibly make THAT big a deal about this, right?
Wrong.
I’m sitting here at my desk minding my own business when my boss leaps off her chair. “Oh my god, firemen are coming!”
My hand instinctively shot to fix my hair as two totally hot men that rescue people for a living walked up the front stairs. There was a soft knock on the door as three women screamed, “COME IN!!!!!!”
“Oh, uh, hi ladies.”
“HI!!!!!!!!!!!”
“How’re you doing?”
“WE’RE GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
He then giggled. Ugh. Adorable.
“Okay, well, uh, do you know anything about a new Exit sign?”
I’ve never been so desperate to have known about a stupid Exit sign in my life. My god, what I would’ve given to have had the inside scoop on the ordering of the new Exit sign. Alas, none of us did. My brilliant boss dove in, “We just rent this office, so we have no idea.”
“Oh, okay. I should have known that. I’m so sorry to bug you ladies.”
OH, NO! IT’S NO TROUBLE AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
He laughed. “Great. Have a nice day.”
“YOU TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
He closed the door and we silently pretended not to watch them walk down the stairs. All of a sudden, three grown women burst into hysterics.
“Could he have been any cuter!?!”
“Oh my god, I know. Jesus Christ, I’m completely blushing.”
“Me too! He called us ‘ladies’!”
“Seriously, you guys. He’s the cutest fireman in the world.”
This was 10 minutes ago. We are still talking about it, giddy over a 20 second interaction with some 12 year old in a FABULOUS uniform who called us ladies and uh, I’m pretty sure he winked at me.
I'm currently considering lighting matches directly under the smoke detector...
2 comments:
you could always set off the fire alarm at home........again. ;)
No pictures!?? You can't tell me that no one had a cameraphone or something!
:-)
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