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Somebody’s porch is on fire. A bunch of debris is scattered; looks like it could be maybe from a discarded cigarette. Fire
department responds. First units set up hoses. New fire engine is a little complicated for the guys running it; they were having
some problems getting the pumps going and the hoses charged. During the 90 second delay, the small fire grew freakishly fast
into a roaring inferno, while I watched. It was equal parts amazing and horrifying. The firefighters were also shocked. The lesson
there is that one should not presume that a fire can’t or won’t go out of control in mere seconds. So the next time I see a little
fire like that, I’ll do anything I can to at least slow it down until the professionals get their hoses going on it for sure.

Cranky old man, known in his neighborhood as the “get off my lawn” guy, loses his shit one day when the new neighbor behind
him, a medical doctor/naval officer, starts putting up a new fence to replace the old one. Naval Captain sets several posts in
freshly mixed concrete, goes into his house for little break, and the cranky old man ran out, pulled the posts out of the concrete,
and threw them on the ground. Of course there’s no way to re-set those posts into the concrete once they get removed, so those
holes were ruined. For better or for worse, the cranky old guy admitted to me a short time later that the new fence was actually
legally on the line and he had been in the wrong when he ruined it. The naval officer was a little put out – nothing really says
“welcome to the neighborhood” like having your new fence destroyed before you can even finish it.

Boss man at some business wonders why one of employees is late for work. Calls the guy, no answer. Sends one of his employees
to the guy’s house to check on him, knowing that he’d been having some serious recent health problems. Coworker goes to the
guys house, no answer at the door. Front door is unlocked so coworker goes in and sees the guy in bed. Real still like. Coworker
decides the guy is sleeping, so he leaves and reports back to work. A few hours later the boss, still missing his guy, goes to the
house himself to look. Determines the guy is not sleeping, he’s dead in bed. So the question is…did the coworker really think
the guy was asleep, or did he suspect he was dead and didn’t want to deal with it? Did denial kick in instantly? I’m not judging,
I just think it was a little funny is all.