Fireman Spice:
Last Monday and Tuesday I went on a Fire Warden course for work...no I did not learn how to slide down a poll (everyone keeps asking me this), they have poll dancing lessons for that :) I learned how to put out fires and how to evacuate people. I put out 5 fires on my own over the two days. On the last day we went into a simulation with real fires (not CGI) in full gear, breathing tanks and everything. It was one of the coolest things I've ever done.
I was scared out of my bracket. They wouldn't let me call my mom and tell her where I left the life insurance policy. Just between us I have never prayed as hard in a 20 minute spell as I did during that simulation. I was shaking so badly after, that I could barely drive and true to form I got a call from work, which quickly changed the adrenalin pumping through me to anger. Resulting in me driving away from the training centre like a maniac. In my haste to leave I didn't notice that the licence plate from my had car fallen off at the training centre.
The Mis-adventure:
What I did not mention was that while I was on this course there was a cute instructor...A fine specimen of man, plus he has a motor cycle...how hot is that?!! I did not say or do anything to him, accept try to grab his ass in a smoke filled room (but I was pretty disorientated so I was groping around for anything). Actually I flirted a little (not in the smoke filled room but outside in fresh air), something new for me. Clearly the licence plate falling of was a happy co-incidence because it afforded me the chance to go back and see him. So yesterday I went back to the training centre to pick it up. Ok, I realise that my licence plate falling of is not really a happy co-incidence but it's been 6 months since I've had any man action.
When I first got there I got my licence plate from him (he was alone) and got back in the car drove for about 10 min telling myself what an idiot I was for not giving him my phone number or saying anything. During this bit of self loathing, the left side of my brain hatched a cock-and-bull story about having a meeting at Canal Walk and needing to get on to the N1 (a national road) and getting lost.
Don't ask me how the left side of my brain convinced the rest of me but I turned the car around and went back. I get back to the training centre and I couldn't see him so I go to the office and eventually they get him and this other guy to explain to me. Just before I leave I turn around while the other guy is standing there and I give him the piece of paper with my number on it and told him to call me and ran.
Yes, I ran. In fact I ran like a girl. I doubt he will call. He might after all have a girlfriend or be married or just not interested etc. Chances are I'll never see him again. So what really did I have to lose. But he was cute (especially in the firemans outfit) and it would be really nice if he called.
Last Monday and Tuesday I went on a Fire Warden course for work...no I did not learn how to slide down a poll (everyone keeps asking me this), they have poll dancing lessons for that :) I learned how to put out fires and how to evacuate people. I put out 5 fires on my own over the two days. On the last day we went into a simulation with real fires (not CGI) in full gear, breathing tanks and everything. It was one of the coolest things I've ever done.
I was scared out of my bracket. They wouldn't let me call my mom and tell her where I left the life insurance policy. Just between us I have never prayed as hard in a 20 minute spell as I did during that simulation. I was shaking so badly after, that I could barely drive and true to form I got a call from work, which quickly changed the adrenalin pumping through me to anger. Resulting in me driving away from the training centre like a maniac. In my haste to leave I didn't notice that the licence plate from my had car fallen off at the training centre.
The Mis-adventure:
What I did not mention was that while I was on this course there was a cute instructor...A fine specimen of man, plus he has a motor cycle...how hot is that?!! I did not say or do anything to him, accept try to grab his ass in a smoke filled room (but I was pretty disorientated so I was groping around for anything). Actually I flirted a little (not in the smoke filled room but outside in fresh air), something new for me. Clearly the licence plate falling of was a happy co-incidence because it afforded me the chance to go back and see him. So yesterday I went back to the training centre to pick it up. Ok, I realise that my licence plate falling of is not really a happy co-incidence but it's been 6 months since I've had any man action.
When I first got there I got my licence plate from him (he was alone) and got back in the car drove for about 10 min telling myself what an idiot I was for not giving him my phone number or saying anything. During this bit of self loathing, the left side of my brain hatched a cock-and-bull story about having a meeting at Canal Walk and needing to get on to the N1 (a national road) and getting lost.
Don't ask me how the left side of my brain convinced the rest of me but I turned the car around and went back. I get back to the training centre and I couldn't see him so I go to the office and eventually they get him and this other guy to explain to me. Just before I leave I turn around while the other guy is standing there and I give him the piece of paper with my number on it and told him to call me and ran.
Yes, I ran. In fact I ran like a girl. I doubt he will call. He might after all have a girlfriend or be married or just not interested etc. Chances are I'll never see him again. So what really did I have to lose. But he was cute (especially in the firemans outfit) and it would be really nice if he called.
5 comments:
Come to NY. I'll take good care of you. I promise. :-)
You so sweet :)
Yeah right! You went to learn how to fight fires, my butt! You went to meet hunks of firemen on motorcycles.
Admit it! You can admit it! :)
The initial idea was firefighting but after the first simulation it became clear that god put me there for the hunk on the motorcycle ;)
Lol.. u go girl!! kudos for giving him your number.. do let us know if he calls..
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