We have certain expectations

Something exciting happened at work this weekend.  We had all resigned ourselves to another uneventful weekend of tedium.  However, thankfully it was not to be.  Something happened Friday that keep us talking all weekend.

First I should tell you that Kelli, her husband, and I all work for a national company that resells cars.

On Friday, a young couple brought in a Volkswagen they were interested in selling to us.  One of our team members was assisting them and the rest of us were milling about the showroom in a lack luster fashion.  I looked out the window and noticed what seemed to be a lot of exhaust coming from our parking lot near the Volkswagen.  Then there was A LOT of exhaust.  Before I could register what was really going on, our guy ran into the showroom and announced in an adrenalin charged voice, “Call 911!  There’s a car on fire!”

Well, that woke us up, I assure you.  Pretty quickly the small amount of smoke billowed into a large amount of smoke and much of the Volkswagen was eclipsed.  By now, all of the employees and customers were gathered around the windows watching the fire.  Kelli was quite alarmed by this as she was sure the car would explode and we’d all be killed by flying glass.  I was hoping that would happen, well the broken windows anyway, because maybe then they’d send us home.  Aren’t I a model employee?

Anyway, the fireman came very quickly – in under 2 minutes.  The other ladies and I were very excited about this as any opportunity to see firemen ranks high in our list of Guy Ogling Moments.  So imagine our disappointment when the big, red truck, sirens blaring, rolled to a stop right next to the burning car, directly in front of the showroom windows, and out jumped afireman in a full hazmat suit.  The man was covered – head to toe.

“Did you see the Fire Department was here?” Kelli asked one of the girls from the business office later that day?

“NO! Were they hot?”

I’m sure they were.  They were completely covered and it’s like 90 degrees out there,” was Kelli’s snarky reply.

The whole thing was a major disappointment from a “hot” fireman stand point.  Granted, I’ll concede that there was a cool car fire and all that, and we had stuff to talk about all day, but it was a total let down as far as any ogling opportunities were concerned.

Kelli and I were considering setting something else on fire but only if this guy shows up.

Hello "hot" fireman guy.