I feel...

I feel so safe, secure... and... amused?

First off. The other day I was walking through shipping and saw SIX, and when I mean six, I mean SIX, count them, one, two, thre, four, five, six!!! Two, four, six!! I was stuck in shock and just stood there counting them... and wondered how afraid I should be. Right next to the door were SIX fire extinguishers. Knowing that there must be a reason for that, and seeing they were in the shipping department, I decided the shipping department must be a real fire hazzord lately and I requested to be permanently moved to the office. (actually I am kidding. There were six fire extinguishers there... but probably for a differetn reason. ... ... .... I hope.... ... ... Maybe I'll ask about it after all.)

So then today I walked in on an office discussion. Cindy was saying, "I'd rather be in a ditch when it comes rather than be blown to bits." And Jasson was saying, "is the gym made out of the same material as the shop?" and Cindy was saying, "I still say I'd rather not be in the shop." And I was saying, "Wow. I seem to have come in on a very interesting discussion." So Cindy filled me in. "Mary Beth, if there were a tornado coming... where would you go?" And I promply replied, "I'd go to the basment at the house." And they were all eager and excited hearing our house had a basment and decided that if there was a tornado the whole shop would probably follow me over.

Which brought back lovely memories of the fire. *contented sigh* It was so much fun as a kid to have the whole shop in the basment... of course they were calling customers up telling them that we had a fire and their orderes couldn't be processed quickly, and if they didn't want to wait that we'd understand and give them names of other compnaies which could possibly help them. Oddly enough.. even though the fire destroyed basically everything of the old shop, and my parent's first house on this land which was turned into an office... I only have pleasent memories of the experiance.