I need a hero

Last week a lady from HR called to check and see if our conference room was available. Usually people are scheduling a 2 hour meeting, nothing to get too excited about. But this was no ordinary business meeting call. No, she needed to book the room for 2 1/2 days of interviews for firefighter recruits. I told her I would do my best to squeeze them in. Oh, and since the walls of the conference room are constructed out of cardboard you can hear everything that is being said inside from the waiting area. So could these potential public servants wait in my office area before their interviews?

Hmmm...20+ young men throughout the day waiting in my office...I'm gonna have to get back to you on that one. I did make sure to offer that if they needed any additional interview testing, say a mock emergency just to make sure their rescue instincts are intact, I am happy to go beyond my call of duty to make sure we have the most qualified applicants.

This may sound like a shallow, sexist comment, but I'm just relaying the truth. I'm pretty sure there is a question on the firefighter application that says you must be a young, good looking, in shape guy to apply. And maybe it's more like one of those Facebook quizzes where it asks them random, seemingly unrelated questions to be able to come up with that decision, that yes, they are fit to rescue scared women from a burning building.

When I went to lunch I thought it very appropriate that I heard the following song. And can I just say that they made the best music videos in the 80's.



And just in case you are extremely bored today, If I ever have to go to prison, not that I foresee that in my future, but just in case, I hope I go to this prison.