For my birthday, I made sure to get the day off.
I awoke around 9:00am on 8/28/06 to my phone ringing. I was greeted by Anderson and Chief asking if I was planning on coming to work that day. I replied with, "no, it's my birthday".
They felt dumb.
No birthday lovin was had.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
The Hog Accident
There was this one time, 7 days after I had moved to Madison, well I suppose that "moved" is a strong verb to use as I was living in a rented room with with none of my possessions, so lets say 7 days after I arrived in Madison, yeah that sounds better, I was involved in a vehicular accident of monumental proportions.
I was riding my bike now to work, when the side walk, attacked me and threw me to the ground. It doled out some nasty road rash, but I survived, some how.
I arrived at work and was greeted by Hauser. I asked her if you wanted to see my road rash. Overwhelmed by the massive damage inflicted upon me by the concrete and my bulging biceps, she found the courage to ask "How did that happen?", my response "Hog accident". We went about our work and didn't hit it.
I was riding my bike now to work, when the side walk, attacked me and threw me to the ground. It doled out some nasty road rash, but I survived, some how.
I arrived at work and was greeted by Hauser. I asked her if you wanted to see my road rash. Overwhelmed by the massive damage inflicted upon me by the concrete and my bulging biceps, she found the courage to ask "How did that happen?", my response "Hog accident". We went about our work and didn't hit it.
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
The Great Flood of 2006
A few days after chief started working at 915, there was a string of thunderstorms that caused some flooding downtown. In particular was the day of the Great Flood; the first flood of downtown Madison. 

I made this mspaint picture to chronicle the adventure of a bucket that got sucked out to sea from behind Jimmy John's.
Then, the next day, there was the mysterious "tornado" that apparently only I saw.
Also, not documented in a photo, was the time the telephone pole next to Gumby's got hit by lightning. I'm pretty convinced I saw it go through the precinct and I most definitely screamed.
I was pretty convinced that it was only a matter of time before we all died from flood or tornado or lightning, but alas, chief and I did not do it.
I made this mspaint picture to chronicle the adventure of a bucket that got sucked out to sea from behind Jimmy John's.
Then, the next day, there was the mysterious "tornado" that apparently only I saw.
I was pretty convinced that it was only a matter of time before we all died from flood or tornado or lightning, but alas, chief and I did not do it.
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Day One
Alright, so the first time EVER that me and chief didn't do it was July 24th, 2006. It was chief's first day at precinct 915 and Gatton was showing him the ropes. I had a question about how to write an insurance estimate, and my new chief replied to my question with a curt, don't-you-know-how-to-do-your-job-stupid? response. That pissed me off and I decided that I didn't really like this new chief. Plus he was fat and I typically don't like fat people.
We most certainly did NOT do it after that.
We most certainly did NOT do it after that.
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