Miller, That's what I do. Don't worry, this is all in good fun. I won't really kill her.
Gala, It's a long story. Go
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In all candor and with the benefit of a couple of days to think on it, I probably over reacted. Here's the story: My job requires that every 10 weeks or so, I carry a pager in order to respond to emergencies of teh environmental sort...hazardous incidents, we call them.
I had just been called out on Tuesday to a fire that was beleived to involve multiple chemicals. It turned out to not be the case, but I still was out until 10 pm. I was a little stressed out still, when on Thursday she announced as Iwalking in the door from lunch that "You came in just in time. We had a fishkill and a spill and the coop in Ely's on fire!" Says she with a lilt in her voice.
I said, panicking somewhat, "Who do I call?" She says, "I don't know. Ghostbusters?"