Saturday, July 15, 2006

Yet another reason we should move

OK, my hubs is a fireman. Y'all know this, no? He has been a fireman for 14 years. He loves his job and I am glad he found something with which he can be happy since you spend the bulk of your time at your job.

However, (you SO knew that was coming, huh?) he works at the stupidest station in the damn world. Let me explain so that you can agree with me wholeheartedly and I can, once again, have it reaffirmed for me that I am always right. His station is a combination of paid operators and volunteers. Please allow me to first explain that I think volunteer firefighters are amazing men (for the most part). To spend your time and sometimes threaten your life just so that your hood is taken care of is truly going above and beyond the call of duty in my book. OK, that being said, my hubs has to deal with an inordinate amount of bullshit at his station. There are 3 guys at his station on any given shift. One would assume (at least I did) that the people with the power are the ones who are ACTUALLY EMPLOYED AND GET PAID BY THE STATION. Wrong. The chief - volunteer. The board - all volunteers. Yeah. All the decision making power is in the hands of a bunch of rednecks - none of whom are affected by any of the decisions that are made. I fail to understand how this is either fair or efficient. Oh, and you should see these Mensa candidates, too. Oh man. It's scary. I am gonna hazard a guess and say that perhaps there are 5 brain cells among the whole group. If my husband was at a normal station where the individuals who work there are the ones who achieve officer status, he'd have major seniority by now as well as probably a better paycheck. Oh, and let's not forget, he'd be working 25 years and be done with a nice little retirement every month. So in 11 years, he'd be free to do something else (or stay there) and get a nice tidy sum in the bank every month. But NO, not in our town. Hell no. It amazes me I have not started getting a nervous tic from the idiocy that I am constantly surrounded with.

It has been another eventful Saturday here. I got up and got myself ready, took some new pants over to the hubs along with all his medicine that he forgot this morning, stopped off at Walgreens and came home. I took a short nap and now am watching a truly fantabulous horror movie called "Jeepers Creepers." If you have never seen it, I highly recommend. I mean, it is CLASSIC. A perfect teen horror movie. I doubt that I do much that requires me to get my ass off this sofa until I go to bed. Yeah, I know. Don't be jealous.

Elizabeth at 5:02 PM

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at 1:35 PM Tammy said...: Yea. There are fire departments all over Big "D". Just sayin.
at 10:57 PM Me said...: That's interesting to learn... I know our firestation is all manned by volunteers... at least I THOUGHT so until tonight. LOL. Now I wonder if we have any paid employees there or if it's all volunteer.

I know the assistant is a real _____ (insert any naughty word you would like here... I'll go along with it). But the chief guy seems ok personality wise. A little shady perhaps, but nice. LOL.
at 3:32 PM Kat said...: Ya know, there's also a shortage of firefighters here in H-town, so I'm sure it'd be easy-smeasy for a seasoned firefighter to move up the ladder... :)

Dude, Jeepers Creepers, was, well CREEPY! Not to mention, if you see a really creepy guy possibly chunking bodies down a hole in the middle of f-ing nowhere and then he tries to run you down. WHY in the hell would you go back and investigate??? They totally asked for it. :)