Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Bad Tired and Good Tired

So regarding my work there are two types of tired: Bad Tired and Good Tired. I'll address Bad Tired first because, unfortunately, that is the most common. Bad Tired is what happens after you wake up at midnight for a lady who has been "feeling weak" for FOUR DAYS and gosh darn-it it just won't go away so I think I'll call 911. Or the supposed man who says he has had a headache for a full hour now so he tells his wife to call 911 because the Advil doesn't seem to be working fast enough. Or the woman who called 911 at 2:30AM because she was barefoot in her yard and she thinks she cut her toe on a sprinkler head and then you look at her toe and she has ABSOLUTELY NO OBVIOUS OR PALPABLE SIGNS OF TRAUMA and then you look at her and say "you seriously want to go to the hospital?" and she, of course, says "yes" and you roll your eyes and take her on a $600 ride at taxpayer expense. The examples are endless. And yes these all happened, and continue to happen, every day and night. The point is: these are examples of things that bring about Bad Tired. Bad Tired is the tired you get when you have to wake up for a stupid reason. Now the antithesis of Bad Tired is, of course, Good Tired. Good Tired is what you get when you wake up for a perfectly good reason. For example, waking up at 1:58 this morning to be first in on a working commercial structure fire with flames shooting out through the roof. That results in Good Tired. It was a donut shop. Once we got inside the windows began popping out providing good ventilation and the fire was out quickly. But there's something about having flames rolling over your head...
Here are a few pics that our EMT took. Sorry they're a little blurry. And crooked.










These first 3 shots are of the second-in engine preparing to enter with a back-up hose line. We are already inside.































Dan doing his engineer thing.
















Cutting the back door.

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

That's ridiculous...those people are acting like babies. At least it's kinda funny to read about and good blogging material. Thanks for the fire shots...the kids liked seeing them and Hope asked me if you live at the firehouse...I explained it to her. I like how kids think firemen live at the firehouse!
~Rose

9:50 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So when you get back to the station do you have to clean chocolate sprinkles and raspberry jelly from your boots?

9:07 PM  
Blogger they call me... tim said...

Speaking of sprinkles, during the mop-up stage I found a big pile of rainbow sprinkles on the floor. Everything surrounding the pile was burnt and melted from the heat. The sprinkles looked perfectly normal. Kinda' makes you wonder how well that stuff gets digested...
And a few of us did have to clean our helmets because some of the guys thought it would be fun to throw jelly donuts at each other. Who would do such a thing?

10:29 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

are you sure that you didn't take those photos? come on, admit it. we'd recognize that crooked look anywhere.
desi

11:28 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Tim,

It's fun seeing pictures from your work. Thanks for posting these.

Shannon

3:09 PM  

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